Maya
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Ryder is currently lounging on my bed like it belongs to him, doing absolutely nothing but being an annoying pain in the ass.
“Cole, please get the f**k out,” I grumble, hunched over my tablet. “I’m trying to finish this project. If it goes well, I get to spearhead the series. And you're not exactly helping.”
He doesn’t move. Just throws me one of his insufferable grins, the kind that looks like he won't budge and he will keep distracting me.
“What? I’m being a supportive boyfriend. Don’t be so ungrateful,” he says, voice rich with sarcasm.
It’s been exactly one day since I agreed to this whole fake relationship thing. Four more weeks to go, and I already feel the ground shifting under my feet. If this doesn’t work out, then this thing between us won’t just be about pissi
