The Dating Game

The Dating Game

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Sara is stuck with her cheating ex-boyfriend in a six-month lease contract. When her annoying and easy on the eye's classmate, Gavin offers her a proposal to ease her predicament, she accepts, wanting to prove that moving on is a piece of cake. A fake dating proposition. 5 rules, 6 months, and 7 dates. But things and emotions soon spiral out of control as one summer night changes Gavin and Sara's platonic fake dating equation. **** EXCERPT "I want to add a sixth rule," I suggested quietly. My thumbnail scratched against the soft pad of my index finger anxiously. Gavin's eyes smoothly followed my movements as he tilted his head, reading my face. "I'm all ears," He gave me a heart-wrenching crooked grin, folding his muscular arms across his chest. I gained the courage to meet his inviting soft brown eyes, which were intently reading my expression as I stated my following words carefully. "No more PDA and no fake kisses," I muttered quietly. ****
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THE RULE: Don't fall for your best friend. THE PROBLEM: Liam Cruz. He was my anchor. The one person who understood the mess of blueprints in my head and the frantic beating of my heart. For two years, we had one rule: don't ever cross the line. Our friendship was the most important foundation in my life, and I would never risk it. But then came one party, one rival, and one lie. And the line we were never supposed to cross is the only thing I can see. The space between his bedroom and mine is ten feet of unbearable tension, and I'm not sure how much longer we can pretend not to feel the heat. What happens when your sanctuary becomes your battleground? (Author's note: Hey guys 👋 I have finished writing the whole novel! Hope you enjoy it!)

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