Folarin is sick of this. Every day, he wakes up to more fuel added to the idiotic rumours that he and his best friend, Chuka are in a secret gay relationship. It's ridiculous. Folarin has had actual interventions held over his chronic womanizing and Chuka gets in and out or more ships than Jack Sparrow. The two of them are drowning in women. And the fact they happen to be two of the biggest stars in Nollywood, not to mention insanely handsome, certainly doesn't hurt the process. But one blogger in particular, who seems to have a personal bone to pick with them, posts lie after lie while smoothly evading legal consequences. She needs to be stopped. So, as part of an elaborate plan to trap her, they decide to lean into it. It would be controversial. It could be career suicide. And it's a risk they're willing to take. But what starts as acting for the cameras starts to stir up some very real emotions, and they - for the first time - start to wonder... ...if the world was on to something. .... "This." Folarin said, waving his hand back and forth between them. "I want to try." Chuka cocked an eyebrow. "Being boyfriends?" Folarin shut his eyes and let out a long-suffering sigh. "Yes. Being bo- . You fucking know what I'm talking about." "And how exactly is that supposed to work?" "Why wouldn't it?" "For one thing, we're not gay." Folarin shrugged. "How hard can it be?" Chuka laughed through his nose. "I'm not sure that's how sexuality works, Folarin." This isn't steamy like Brother in Lust but it's still a good read, I promise. :) Enjoy.
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