Page 32 of Fake Love

A nod for confirmation. “I’m open, but what’s in it for you?”

I swallow down the last bit of my slice and look her straight on. “What do you mean?”

I know exactly what she means. I told her back at her building that this was something that would benefit the both of us. As of right now, besides building my image back up, what I’m proposing is only benefiting her.

“I know you want to rebuild your image, but there has to be something else. No way you would seek out a random one-night stand to take care of your socials. There has to be more to it.”

This is only the second time that we’re meeting, and I swear this beautiful, sexy woman can already see right through me.

My time has come. I have to tell her the real proposition.

Sitting up and squaring my shoulders, I look her right in the eyes and ask her a question I never thought would leave my mouth.

“Will you be my fake girlfriend?”

9

Jennifer

“Excuse me?!”

I know I asked the question a little loudly, especially when I get a dirty look from the lady a few tables away, but right now loudness is excusable.

Did I hear Maddox correctly? No way I did. The pizza we’re eating has mushrooms, maybe they're laced with something and I’m high as a kite right now.

Because no way in hell did this professional baseball player that has seen me naked and has had his mouth on my pussy, asked me to be his fake girlfriend.

Right?

“Will you be my fake girlfriend?” Maddox asks again, a little quieter now that we have some unwanted attention.

I guess I’m not high and I did hear him correctly.

Somehow I’m able to get out of my stupor and finally find words to give him a response.

“You’re a professional athlete, right?” Maybe he’s faking being one and that’s why he needs a fake girlfriend.

“I am.”

“And I'm sure that you had your fair share of women crawling to your feet begging you to be with them, right?”

He looks at me like he is trying to figure out where I’m going with this, eventually giving me a nod.

“That scenario may have happened once or twice in my career.”

Of course it has, because this man is sex on a stick and knows how to work the woman body so damn perfectly. Let’s not forget to mention he’s hot as fuck and he knows it.

“Okay so essentially you can have any woman you want, why the hell do you need a fake girlfriend? And why me?”

Seriously, why? Out of all the women he probably has access to, why would he choose me? We’ve met once before, that doesn’t make a fake relationship.

Maddox takes a long minute to think about his answer.

Eventually he lets out a sigh and answers me. “You’re right, getting a woman to become my girlfriend wouldn’t be a hard feat. It would be easy, I guess, but not something I’m allowed to do right now.”

“What does that mean?” He’s a grown man and he can do anything he wants.

“It means that even though I’m not in rehab anymore there are certain rules that I need to follow to stay sober. One of those rules is to stay out of a relationship for at least 6 months to a year. And no sex.”

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