Flirting with Fame

My old high school crush, Judd McKay, is now a bad boy rockstar.

And he’s now also my fake boyfriend.

Judd is as famous for being a playboy as he is for his music.

His manager hires my PR firm to pretend to be Judd’s girlfriend to improve his image.

Being up for a promotion, I agreed, and thought this would be a great opportunity.

For a while, he didn’t recognize me. Yet, here I am, pretending to be his girlfriend anyway.

He is an arrogant, dismissive jerk, but I have to pretend to be in love.

His sexy looks and forced proximity start to feel too real. I get goosebumps around him.

The lingering touches and makeout sessions we put on for “show” are getting me hot.

Would it be that bad if I gave in just once?