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The live chat exploded again.
[Nice Ass. I mean, she’s not wrong LOL!]
[Can he balance a soda can on it?! Lily, make him try it for science!]
[Why are that flirt’s fans so hyped? The contact name is so disrespectful. Like idol, like fan.]
[Can’t friends just have a good relationship? Besides, didn’t Lily say it was from a dare?]
[OMG, you guys are missing the point! The real tea is that Chloe knows Andrew’s schedule! She even knows he’s sleeping!!!]
[They are SO dating! I don’t care what anyone says, they’re together!]
[My friend’s cousin works in the industry and said Andrew and Chloe have been together for ages, they just haven’t gone public. They even spent New Year’s together.]
[Lily has no shame. Calling him right in front of his girlfriend and showing off a flirty contact name. She’s desperate for his attention!]
[That’s what you get from a brainless green–tea bitch…]
Finally, the call connected.
“Hello?”
16.48
Chapter 1
A husky, sleep–rough voice echoed through the studio, laced with the heavy sound of breathing. It was intim ate, sending a tingle down my spine. He was clearly lying in bed, wrapped in lazy comfort.
I shot a suspicious look at Chloe, who was blushing furiously.
No way, are they actually dating?
Oh, Andrew. I mourn for your taste in women. You know what, I’m getting pancakes after this. A huge stack with extra crispy bacon.
Andrew’s voice, now laced with impatience, dripped with condescension. “Miss Lane. It is eight o’clock in the morning, and I’ve had precisely two hours of sleep. I hope for your sake this is important.”
I snapped back to reality and delivered my carefully prepared line. “Can you lend me $300,000 for a dress?”
Insult me. Come on, you know you want to.
There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end, followed by a long pause.
“You can peel my skin off and wear that.”
The host and other guests exchanged teasing glances, and the live chat was a waterfall of “LOLS” and moc- kery about my failed attempt to get a rise out of him.
I wasn’t giving up. Throwing caution to the wind, I went for broke.
‘Even if you were standing naked in front of me, I’d still go through your pants pockets and wire the money to
myself.”
