I couldn’t believe I had heard him right at first.
“What about who pretending to be my what?” I asked.
“Me. Pretending to be your boyfriend. Do you need me to?”
That time, I knew I had heard him right.
“No, I don’t think so.”
Arthur’s smile faltered, but it never disappeared.
“Are you sure? With this whole Barnett and Julia situation, I figured that a fake boyfriend would be the perfect cover to throw the paparazzi and Julia’s crazy fans off your scent.”
“That’s really sweet, but I couldn’t impose on you like that.”
“Of course not. You’re too considerate to impose on anyone.”
He took my hand in both of his and ran his thumb along the top of it. Heat flooded my cheeks. His smile seemed to grow wider.
“I…It’s getti
