Rachel's POV
I almost hit Levi the second he spouted that nonsense.
The second he had suggested that I should pretend to date Vincent, my hand had actually closed into a fist on the desk. He'd looked at it and looked at me and kept talking, which took either courage or a very precise understanding of how far he could push me before I actually swung.
How could he even suggest such a thing knowing how much I hated Vincent, it was like being rage baited all the damn time. The mere thought of being close to him made me break out in hives, so imagine I have to pretend to be in love with him.
I shook my head to get rid of the thought, “That is a hard no, Levi. I cannot even believe you would suggest such a thing when you know how I feel about him.”
“Do you think I don’t know that? I am livi
