Chapter 6

Emilie

I'm having trouble breathing after Brandon's soft lips part from mine. I never thought my first kiss would be with him—the popular jock who is also the son of a billionaire. He is very pretty, too, the kind of guy with eyelashes women around the world would kill for.

And I'm in trouble because I want to taste his lips again. I know I'm out of his league, but a girl can dream.

...right?

His muscular arms still hold me, and a faint, pink blush spreads over his face. He must be embarrassed. All of his friends watched him kiss me. And they have no idea it's all for the show, that we are fake-dating, and that he doesn't even like me. In their eyes, their friend has gone mad—why else would he kiss me?

Suddenly, one of his friends whistles loudly with two fingers stuffed into his mouth. I recognize him as Henry Scampert. He has been relentless in his bullying ever since middle school. There was this one time he dipped my whole face in the toilet, and trust me, he didn't care that I w