Rosalie Carmichael is part of one of the Most famous families in America, but when things take a turn for the worst she and her worst Enemy Ethan are forced to Pretend date to make the public think they are happy, but are they strong enough to pull...
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"Ok so we both know this will most definitely not be easy" he nodded his head in agreement.
But It's better than pretending to date and like each other.
I don't think it ever was pretend to start with though.
"We can't just jump right in to being boyfriend and girlfriend because that's way too fast I'm certain something will go wrong so I think we should take our time yes?" I say he just stared at me the whole time so I don't know what that means.
"I think we should take it slow but let's not hide what we're feeling ok?" He says staring at me still.
"Ok agreed we won't hide anything from each other" I say but he's still staring at me.
What the fuck is his problem.
Reminds me of old Ethan.
"What the fuck is your problem" he still staring.
He looks at me dead in the eyes "we're not hiding feelings yeah?" He says whilst keeping eye contact.
"No" I say confused now.
"Well then I shouldn't hide this" I'm still very confused at what he's saying.
"Wha—" i don't get time to finish because he slammed his lips into mine kissing me roughly.
"I really want to kiss you" he says in between his kisses.
"That's what I've been feeling this whole time" he says and I kiss him back.
"Tell me now if you don't want me to go further" I don't say anything.
I want this and I can't get this boy out of my head.
"Should I keep going" I nod my head In response.
I really want this.
He gently places open-mouthed kisses down my neck and then brings his mouth back to mine and we fall into a more passionate kiss.
I tangle my fingers in his hair and he grips my waist tightly while I straddle him.
I lift his shirt off of his head quickly and then go back to kissing him. He makes a move to quickly take my shirt off so I'm just in my bra and underwear.
We don't go all the way though because I don't want to move so fast so we stick to just making out half-naked.
But hey it's still really good.
We are both left breathless by the end and fall back onto my bed with his arms still around my waist and mine still in his hair.
We stay that way for a while before I hear a knock on my door.
Annoyed I shout "who is it I'm busy" I hear a sigh on the other end indicating that it's my mother.
"I have the tickets they just came through" my whole mood changes and I jump up from the bed to go and open the door.
