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(1 week later)

It's been a week of being a fake girlfriend yay...
not only that but also all this paperwork he gives me every damn day. Then he expects me to treat him like my man. Get a grip.

But here I am doing that anyways. I just remind myself that I need the money that's the only thing keeping me here at this point. In all honesty if I knew this was apart of the job I wouldn't have took it. This is insane.

He wants me to meet him at the coffee shop again this morning which I just parked in front of. It's so awkward doing this , I hate it.

As I get out my car I hear my phone ring. It's him. "Hello"

"Where are you?!"

"I'm about to walk in! Maybe quit calling and then you will watch me about to walk in"

"Do not get smart , today is not the day Courtney" he hangs up. I just roll my eyes and tuck my phone in my back pocket.

I make my way in and he's in line between 2 others. Out the corner of my eye I see his ex wife and that guy she's always with. She's currently on the phone as the dude sips on whatever drink he got.

Mr.Ford spots me and waves me over aggressively. I decide not to argue and just go over to him.

"Took you long enough!"

"There was traffic and you also kept blowing my phone up!" I cross my arms

"You could have found a shortcut , you're lucky she's still here"

"Or what?"

He looks down at me "Listen , don't piss me off even more than I already am"

As he says that it's his turn to order. He orders his drink and then surprisingly mine too.

"That'll be ready shortly"

We make our way over to the counter where the drinks get placed. "Thank you" I mumble

"sure" he shrugs and then looks over at his ex "she's walking this way" he whispers and quickly wraps his arm around my waist pulling me into him. "Put a smile on your face"

I keep my smart remark to myself and smile as she makes her way over to grab a straw.

"Look at her face , she's jealous" he comes down to whisper in my ear.

I nod in response as she walks away.
"You can move your arm now"

He looks at me and he smirks "relax" he tightens his grip around my waist as the worker places our drinks on the counter. I grab both of them as we go to sit in a booth.

"What's her name anyways?"

"Who's name?" He ask

"Your ..... ex" I answer

He sighs "Alexis"

"Why did you guys divorce?"

"And why the fuck are you in the business?"

"You damn near put me in it!"

"You're pretending to be my fake girlfriend not my real one that is all up in my business" he whispers. I roll my eyes and drink my drink.

(That evening)
I'm sitting in my bed doing work on my laptop for Mr.Ford. He's a busy man honestly. Got me scheduling all these meetings and events for him constantly. This is definitely the most interesting job I've ever had.

As I'm doing work my phone rings beside me causing me to look down and see Angelinas contact pop up on the screen.

I answer the phone and her face pops up on the screen.

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