Julian’s POV
“You agreed to be her what?!” Fred exclaimed, his eyes wide in shock, nearly dropping the tablet he was holding.
I nodded slowly, rolling my chair to face away from him, trying to avoid the inevitable barrage of questions.
“Her fake boyfriend for the holiday,” I repeated, my voice calm, though internally, I wasn’t sure how I felt about it either.
Fred let out a low whistle, setting the tablet down on my desk.
“Wow. Just… wow. I mean, I’ve seen you do some questionable things, but this? This takes the cake.”
“Fred,” I warned, swiveling back around to glare at him, “I’m doing this to help her out, okay? It’s not that big a deal.”
“Not that big a deal?” Fred threw his hands up dramatically. “You’re agreeing to spend an entire holiday pretending to be in love with
