No feelings.
No lies of calling the next day, and no empty promises of not banging anyone’s mother.
If I could act like I’ve never met a set of twins I screwed on the same night, thinking they were the same person, then I could do this.
It was the perfect set up for a fake relationship and it was simple.
We faked our smiles, we faked our laughs; hell, we even faked our love. It wasn’t real.
But that kiss was anything but fake, and the orgasm was anything but pretend.

Somehow my plus one had become more, and now I’m standing here with my underwear around my ankles wondering what in the hell to do next.

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Plus One

"You know, you're not what I expected," she says with a tone that catches my attention. 


"Yeah, Max normally goes after girls who look, well, like me," she shrugs, her long fake lashes reach her brows. My mouth gapes open, my eyes widening at her statement. 


"Well, I guess he just got tired of the same old thing," I clip and that fake smile she was blasting across her tanned face falls.


"Renee, I could use your help in the kitchen, dear," Becca suddenly interrupts, taking her by the arm.


Renee looks over her shoulder, her bitch face firmly in place.


Macy walks up to me, watching her mom escort Renee out of the room. 


"Don't mind her, she's had a thing for Max since we were kids," she informs. "She's been trying to become a doctor for a while now, so to hear how you're a doctor and Max's girlfriend I'm sure she's just jealous." 


Chapter 44