"You're impossible to work with. I can't stand you."
"And yet you're still here, why is that?"
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When Addison Blake gets dragged into a fake relationship with Juju Watkins in order to save a sponsorship deal...
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My head pounded as the bright rays of sunshine seeped in through the curtains. I tightened my eyes shut as I sunk further into my bed, trying to fall back asleep but the sound of light snoring beside me made me shoot up.
I felt my breath get caught in my throat as I looked at the figure lying next to me. I brought my hand to my chest, feeling it pound with the strength of my heart beating as fast as it could.
I held my breath when Rayah groaned as she moved around slightly before she stopped again. I let my breath slowly escape my lips quietly and I felt heat rise up in my body as I thought about last night.
We didn't do anything. Nothing further than kissing happened, which I was grateful for. We made out and then we talked before we fell asleep in each other's arms. I knew I wouldn't be able to go through with it when I wasn't 100% into it and especially when I had another girl on my mind.
I slipped out of the bed quietly before pulling my shoes onto my feet. I moved slowly, ensuring that I wouldn't wake Rayah up. It was unfair but I couldn't face her right now. I couldn't talk about what had happened between us when I knew how much I regretted it.
I wrote a small note telling Rayah that I had to go back to my room and I didn't want to wake her. I left it on her bedside table before I slowly inched towards the door. I mean, I couldn't leave without saying anything, that would eat me alive more than this situation already is.
I cautiously gripped the door handle before pulling it down and listening to the door creak open. I held my breath as I slipped out of the room and I closed the door behind me gently, praying that I hadn't woken Rayah up in the process.
I let out a deep breath before I started to walk down the hallway. All the memories from last night filled my head as I gripped my hair in between my fingers. What am I doing?
I made it back upstairs to my room after what felt like hours. I held my hand on the door handle for a few moments, bracing myself for what was about to come.
I took a deep breath before pushing through the door, expecting Juju to be asleep in the bed but she wasn't. She was nowhere to be seen and the bed looked like it hadn't been touched.
I moved quickly around the room, grabbing everything I needed for the day before heading into the bathroom and locking the door behind me. I was petrified that Juju was going to arrive any second and I wasn't ready to see her.
I took in my disheveled state as I stared at myself in the mirror. My eyes were slightly puffy and smeared with mascara. My hair was a mess and I looked like I had gone to every nightclub in Paris last night. Thank god Rayah's room was dark because I looked crazy.
As I continued to take in my appearance, something caught my eye. I pulled at the neck of my hoodie to investigate and I gasped when I saw multiple purple hickeys staring back at me.
