Faking Under the Mistletoe

by Ashley Shepherd

“By creating some elaborate scheme about how we’re dating? As if I would ever date someone who I’m fairly certain has escaped a mental facility.”

There are some things in life that you just can’t fake—knowing calculus, liking tequila, and the complete devastation of watching someone you love move on with someone else.

I think he caught The Feelings too. They’re very contagious. Sort of like the plague, but with less death and more boob touching.

“When do I get accused of murdering you? Because I won’t even try to deny it. I’ll walk into the courtroom and say you’re welcome.”

Men have been disappointing women for centuries. And if I’m going to throw myself in front of a train, it’s not going to be because of a man. It’ll be because the government found my blog about the extraterrestrials.

“Olivia?” Asher’s voice is muffled by his pillows and sheets. “Yeah?” “I think I’m in love with you.”