Tease

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I didn't mean to say I was engaged to a hot billionaire-it just slipped out.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>In my defense I'd had a really bad haircut a really strong drink and I was trying to save face in front of the Mean Girl at my high school reunion.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Lucky for me I happen to know a hot billionaire. Hutton French and I have been friends forever and even though big social gatherings are not his thing I called him from the coat closet and begged him for a favor-</span><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>show up and play my fake fianc�� for the night.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Except that word of our engagement spreads like wildfire. Our families are ecstatic. We're front page news. My little food blog is launched into the stratosphere.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Of course I offer to set the record straight right away but Hutton wants to give it a little time-the phony engagement will keep his matrimony-mad mother and every matchmaking granny in town off his back.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He even suggests I move in with him to make the ruse more real.</span></p><p><br></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And we don't stop there.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We practice kissing. Undressing each other. Saying things-and doing things-we'd never dare if we weren't pretending. Because it's all for show right? We're just role-playing. Hutton doesn't want a real relationship and I don't want to get hurt. But the more time we spend faking it the more I start to wonder.</span></p><p><br></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Could Hutton French and I actually be right for each other or is it all just one big tease?</strong></p>