Page 4 of Unromance

“It’s probably best if we don’t know,” she said ominously, enjoying this bit they had going far too much.

“Right,” he said seriously. “So we don’t fall in love with each other.”

“Correct.”

“Because two attractive people stuck in an elevator couldn’t help themselves otherwise.”

She ignored the swoop of her stomach at the wordattractive, just like she ignored the way he hadn’t denied that he’d come over with the intention of hitting on her. “Clearly.”

“So we’re going to do the opposite of that.”

“Yeah?” Why had that come out like a question?

It didn’t go unnoticed, the corner of his mouth quirking up. “You wanna go somewhere? Get a drink?”

She laughed, shaking her head. “We’re literally at a bar right now.”

“I was thinking somewhere else—”

“If you say your place, I swear to God—”

He waited for her to finish her threat, dark eyes piercing hers.

She knew what the romance gods were up to. Most people would take one look at that pretty face and start planning their wedding, but all Sawyer wanted to do with that pretty face was sit on it.

She knew what sheshoulddo. She should go home, put on a face mask, and finish her smutty book. Or… for the first time in far too long, she could actually get laid instead of just reading about it.

And why shouldn’t she? People on the rebound were the perfect no-strings-attached hookup. They didn’t know each other—didn’t even know each other’s names. He was clearly only looking for aone-night stand. For all Sawyer’s commitment to keeping things casual, she’d never had one. Maybe the new experience would be the inspiration she needed to shake her out of her writer’s block.

Before she could talk herself out of it, she shrugged nonchalantly, though she felt the exact opposite of nonchalant, the thrill of doing something out of character waking her up faster than plunging into Lake Michigan. “Alright, fuck it. But only because a one-night stand is the opposite of a meet-cute, and I really think we should nip this in the bud—for both our sakes.”

The romance gods worked hard, but Sawyer Greene worked harder.

“It’s the responsible thing to do,” he agreed solemnly.

She smiled, gesturing for him to lead the way. Falling into step behind him, she grinned. His backwasas attractive as his front.

CHAPTER TWO

SECRETLY FAMOUS– Person privileged with fame pretends to be a commoner. Ninety percent of the time, it comes back to bite them in the ass, every time.

Is it safe for us to be in here?” Mason eyed the elevator doors distrustfully.

Book Girl smiled up at him, tightening the belt on her coat in preparation for the impending cold. “We’re handling it.”

He laughed under his breath. This was not how he expected tonight to go.

In fact, he’d written off the night before it even started. He knew the whole purpose of meeting up with Kara was to officially end things so she could go public with her costar whom she didn’t know he knew she was seeing. When she first went to LA six months ago, he honestly thought their “break” was a formality and that they’d get back together once she returned to Chicago. Nothing changed—at first. A month into it, when the frequency of her calls and texts and FaceTimes tapered, he knew.

He knew exactly what the tabloids would say.

Mason West Can’t Keep a Girl

Mason West Back on the Market. Again!

Which Costar Will Mason West Date Next?

Glancing sidelong at the woman next to him, he bit down on hislip to keep from grinning. He wasn’t sure why he’d gone to talk to her after Kara left, other than not wanting to be alone with his own thoughts while he finished his drink.

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