"I need you to be my boyfriend. Mario raised his head from the sales journal he was trying to update, which he hated that he had to, and slowly lifted his eyebrows. “Since when did they start adding alcohol to malt drinks?” “There’s no alcohol in this and I’m serious,” Callista said, her gamine round face serious. “You are serious about wanting…no, it was needing me as your boyfriend?” Since it had to be a joke, Mario grinned. “Okay, what else do you want, for me to marry you?” “Chukwudi is coming for Christmas.” As that bit of information meant...
Pretend Engagement – 1
