ANSEL
"We've found you a girl!"
My manager, Morrell announces.
"I hope it's not Erin Spikes," is the first thing I blurt out.
I sigh in relief when he nods, "No it's not Erin Spikes."
"Then, who is it?"
"It's a surprise!"
I don't get why Morrell is so excited about all this fake-dating thing. I mean, I've made it clear before how much I hate relationships and commitments. He's even the one that finds me some girls to spend the night with, pays them and makes them sign NDAs.
But suddenly, he's okay with me being in a relationship with some girl?
I thought he understood me.
"You're really not going to tell me who the girl is."
"Nope!"
Morrell sits on the couch, with his legs crossed. He's not one to smile often but today, he's got a small smile on his face.
"You're re
