I need to ramp things up if this fake date is going to be successful. Eyes on the prize. I lay a possessive hand on James’s arm. “That looks delicious, honey. Make sure you let me try a bite.” If he’s surprised, he does me the courtesy of hiding it. “Sure, princess, but only if you share yours.” I giggle as I make eye contact with the girl at the other table. “So generous of you.” His hand curls over my arm, dragging me close so he can whisper in my ear, “What the fuck is going on? Two seconds ago, I thought you were going to walk all the way back home.” I keep up my smile as I whisper back,
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