Scripted Love

hand on the steering wheel, the other holding his phone. A smirk played on hi

too soon, babe. I

hinking about th

are we having that

ed. They were drawn to him like moths to a flame, whether it was the fame, th

empty street. It was nearly noon, but he had just rolled out of bed after a wild night at the city's most excl

king lot and slipped on a pair of des

e walked in,

to catch his eye, others pretendin

like this. He

arista, a brunette with bright red lipstick, leaned forward slightly, gi

said with an eas

widened.

ounter. "How about making my usua

g her lip. "Anythi

glanced at his phone. A new

ed to talk.

ld only mean one thing

one last wink before heading back to his c

lled

Ethan answered. "Where the

ife," Liam

f enjoying life is on every

ubbing his tem

es, you were caught sneaking out of a hotel at 4 a.m. with two wo

. "Alright,

video of you flipping him off and calling him a 'b

ll, he was a bott

, Liam. Do you even c

, man. It's not like I haven

reputation is spiraling. You're a liability. Studi

ed. He hated th

r grand soluti

parties. No more scandals. You need to be seen as stab

already bored. "And how exac

hen Ethan said, "You

hoked on his

ndom flings, no more morning-after tabloid stories. Y

thanks. I'm not exactly

about what you need. If you want to keep your career from crashing and burning, you

lculated moves, the fake smiles, the staged relationships. But Ethan had a p

nding to be in a relatio

someone. But make it quick. I don'

it," Ethan said. "I'

is was going to

friend for a few months kep

all about illu

He was the mas