The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

"Rosie, are you in the right state of mind?" Silas asks with a hint of concern in his voice. I know that what I have just said is rather surprising, but I have my

reasons.

"I am and I'm well aware of what I said," I assure him.

"Why on earth would you be willing to do something like that?" he asks, confusion evident in his tone.

"Because I'm bored, Silas, and I want something exciting in my life." My answer seems to shock him. "I'm tired of being the goody good who doesn't lie and is always seen as the cutie who does no wrong. I want something exciting in my life and honestly, I don't think anything can match the excitement of fake-dating." "You're

u're willing to act like my girlfriend because you're bored?" Why is it so hard for him to believe that?

"A little bit of acting never hurt nobody, Silas. Plus, I won't just act with anyone. I trust you and you are the one who got us into this mess, so I guess you should be thanking me. Don't you agree?" I say as I pour the water into the two mugs. "Do you know what we'll have to do if we fake-date?" he asks me.

Do I need to remind him that I'm an avid reader and I have at least read fifty novels that have this trope? The thing that concerns me the most is how those who fake-date tend to fall in love, but I think this won't be the case with Silas and me. "Enlighten me," I say, resting my chin on my palm as my elbow is placed on the kitchen island. Silas is standing on the other side.

"We'll need to go out," he starts and I shrug. Don't we already do that? "You may need to attend a few of my games." I don't mind attending his games. The thing that would worry me the most is the possibility of him being hurt. QB

"Until now, I don't see a problem."

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"We will have to act like a couple in front of people," he points out. "And we will probably need to kiss." My mind takes me back to the event he took me to. I still remember the way his lips felt against mine. Although this kiss made me very confused, I still liked it and found myself wishing that he would kiss me again.

"See! You're blushing just because I mentioned that we will need to kiss each other," he frantically says. He doesn't need to know that I'm blushing because I can't take our kiss out of my mind. I still don't understand why I'm the one who is super calm about the whole thing and he's the one who is freaking out. "Silas, I'm not dying to fake-date you," I say, feeling embarrassed because of his reaction. If anything, I will be doing him a favor. "I'm simply trying to deal with a problem you got us into. We don't have to do it." I shrug and take my mug back to the living room and sit down on the loveseat.

He groans and keeps pacing back and forth, probably thinking about the whole thing.

"Your parents will kill me if they find out, Rosie," he tells me.

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"They don't have to know." I shrug. But I don't think they would be entirely mad about the whole thing. After all, their relationship had the weirdest start.

I don't know how he expected me to react, but I'm sure that my reaction has taken him off guard. Honestly, I'm quite surprised myself. I thought I would throw a fit if something like that happened to me, but as stupid as I may seem, I find the whole thing exciting. I have always compared my life to the books I read and whenever I do that, I find my life very boring. Don't get me wrong, I'm very grateful for everything I have, but I just want a little bit of... adventure. My life is very monotonous and nothing new happens, so maybe this can give me the enthusiasm I'm looking for.

"I don't want you to make a decision now only to regret it in the morning," he tells me. "I don't want to lose this friendship between us." He sits on the

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of the loveseat.

I really appreciate how he wants to maintain our friendship and how he'd rather admit to his teammates that he lied than force me to do something for him. I have always had this idea about Silas that he may be. oying as hell, but trustworthy, Lately, this idea has changed. He is no longer the annoying guy I used to avoid as much as possible. He has turned into someone I want to spend my time and watch movies with him. I love it when we go out for breakfast before our lectures. I love how he sometimes surprises me with coffee whenever we have the same break "Silas, I made up my mind, but it seems that you're the hesitant one here. I won't tell you again that I don't mind doing it, because I don't like the way you make me feel that I'm throwing myself at you." I sigh and pick up the book on the coffee table. "I'm sorry that I made you feel this way. I'm just worried about you. I don't want you to make any decision for my sake and end up hating me for it later" Sincerity coats his voice, making my heart ache. How could I ever hate him? Even at our worst moments, I never hated him. I just couldn't stand him.

He sighs and takes the book away from me. Usually, I would be so mad if somebody did that, but I don't mind when Silas does it. He seems to be the exception to a lot of rules I have. "If you want out at any moment, tell me and we will stop, okay? Promise me that," he tells me. "I promise." I smile at him.

"How long should we keep doing this?" he asks me.

"Three months maybe?" I suggest and he nods. "Maybe we should also let our parents think that we're dating too, because since we're going to be a couple, we should post pictures together on social media and they will see them."

"Aren't you great with planning?" He chuckles as he playfully ruffles my hair. "Books taught me a lot of things." I laugh as I move my head away.

"I can tell." He nods. "Do you plan on telling anybody that we're fake-dating?

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Knox already knows we're not dating, so he will surely know that we're fake- dating."

"I think I may tell Sabrina and Kendall." I don't tell him why I want to tell them. I don't want to tell him that I want to tell them because I don't want them to keep pestering me with 'I told you so' since they have this belief in their head that Silas likes me. "If you can trust her, I'm sure I can too," he replies. "But do you know what's the most exciting part about this whole thing?" I tilt my head to the side, waiting for him to tell me. "I finally get to see you wearing my jersey." The way he wiggles his eyebrows makes me burst into a fit of laughter. Maybe I'm finally getting the adventure I have been craving.