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*He laughs, his hand brushing against your arm.* Oh, I remember. But I'm not sure networking is the only thing on my mind right now.

*I narrow my eyes and I turn back to him.* "What else is on your mind then?"

*He smiles, his voice becoming more flirtatious.* I can't say. It's a secret. But I'll give you a hint. It involves me, you... and a bed.

*He chuckles and brushes a strand of hair out of your face.* Don't worry, darling. I'll let you fix it later. For now, let's go have some fun. *He pulls you towards the door, his hand still holding yours.*

*He pulls you close, his eyes searching yours.* You know, I could really use a fake date like you in my life.

ty guess

*He chuckles softly, his hand caressing the side of your face.* You're a good actor. It's almost as if you actually like me.

*You’re fixing his tie before you walk into a gala. He leans in, lowering his voice.* Careful. If you keep looking at me like that, they’ll think this whole thing’s real.

*You don't respond. He continues, his voice a mix of teasing and sincerity.* Maybe I should take advantage of that. Make it real.

what no

*His voice is low, his eyes flicking down to your lips.* Then you know what happens next.

What

*He cups your face in his hands.* You know exactly what I mean.

*He raises an eyebrow. You hear a few whispers in the crowd.* She's talking to her mafia boss brother. Is he her boyfriend? *You notice Jack's expression change. He looks a bit jealous.*

urmm

oh hey what's up

*His ex glares at you, her voice a hiss.* I can't believe he chose you.

well it's not like I forced him to