Fake engaged to the hottest quarterback in the country? SCORE.
They say nothing compares to your first kiss,
But our first kiss was orchestrated for an audience.
Our second kiss . . . that one was REAL.
He cradled my face like he was terrified he’d f*ck it up.
He stared into my eyes until the air buzzed.
Soft and slow, full of sighs and little laughs,
He inhaled me like I was the finest Belgian chocolate,
And he’d never get another piece.
A nip of his teeth, his hand at my waist . . .
And I was lost.
I forgot he was paying me to be his fake fiancée.
I forgot we weren’t REAL.
Our kiss was pure magic, and before you laugh and say those kinds of kisses don’t exist,
Then you’ve never touched lips with Max Kent, the hottest quarterback in college history.
Three months. Two hearts. One fake engagement.
This story is exactly what I want from a fake relationship: there’s an instant attraction they’re both determined to ignore, he falls first, they’re perfect together and the drama comes naturally in this story because of something dumb he does. I liked Max and Sunny together from the moment they met and they seemed like naturals. Despite their intent not to get involved with their fake SO, they were both struggling with their feelings even as their awful exes tried to call this out as a phony relationship, which felt like justice. I loved these two together. They’re sweet and funny but still hot. I couldn’t get enough of this story and just wish Isabelle and Ash’s story was next or maybe Tate and a mystery woman. It appears that hasn’t happened yet, but a girl can hope.