Boyfriend for the day
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I'm sorry but I have a huge favor to ask of you..." He seemed very confused "I need to use you for a night" I explained "at least let me buy you dinner first" he retorted. I gasped realizing what he thought I had been implying "NO THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT" I burst hanging my head. "Then what did you mean?" "I need a date for a dinner my sister is hosting next week" "you want to take a total stranger?" He questioned brow raised "yes" I exclaimed "why..." He trailed off "you're really attractive" I squeaked.
In which a girl borrows a boy to impress her family and the series of humorously unfortunate events that follow.
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