You're an actress playing Ethan Landry's lover so you and Jack Champion start "fake dating" to help your role for Scream 6. Although you detest the idea of love you can't help but start falling for his charm. At what point is it real, what is fake, and what is acting? Surely he can't feel the same way... right? This fic is intended to be a romance for my babes depressed you can't be with your favorite celebrity right now, who are so in love with them it hurts. This fic does not contain descriptive sex scenes but does contain descriptive make out! There are references to sex as they film a sex scene! This fic is dedicated to (and inspired by a prompt from) my loyal reader, Vanttier. Love you so much, thanks for all of the comments without you I wouldn't be so motivated to write💙 Disclaimer: All characters sharing names with real people in this work are fictional characters I created and are not intended to reflect the views/opinions/actions of the real actors ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS FIC ARE 18+!!! I know absolutely nothing about acting or movie making so this is all improvised and likely not accurate at all. The point isn't to be accurate but just for fun so please be gentle 💙

Everyone who works within the New York Warriors organization knows that star player August Fletcher refuses to talk to most people...and especially team reporters. All except Quinn Castle, that is. Quinn doesn't know why the broody football player has singled her out, but she knows she doesn't like it-not when being around him and his hot gazes makes her feel like she might accidentally do something that risks her career. So when August unexpectedly retires, Quinn can't help but feel relieved...until she finds herself with a new assignment: spend the summer in August's hometown on Evergreen Isle and write a flashy retirement piece on the Warrior's biggest star. It would be easy enough...if it weren't for the team's secret agenda: convince August to return to New York. It would be easy enough...if it weren't her job on the line if she doesn't see it through. It would be easy enough...if it weren't for the heat in August Fletcher's eyes.