Between Love and Loathing: Dom and Clara's Fake Dating Story

“No, it’s not fraud. That’s just my future wife throwing a tantrum. Go ahead and run the bills through,” I grumbled and clicked off the phone.

“Clara Milton, don’t you know you could be in the middle of a crowd at a concert on the other side of the country, and I’d still find you, baby, because you always stand out.”

“Are you okay?”

“Fine,” I muttered. “Just fine.”

I was not in fact fucking fine.

I was falling in love with my fake girlfriend.