Page 18 of Make Me Want it Too

“No. I don’t think that at all.”

“Really?”

I’m trying not to get my feathers all ruffled, but I’m lowkey getting my feelings hurt.

“Really,” I say.

“You legitimately think people would believe you were with me?”

I’m not exactly sure what she means by that or if I should take it as an insult or not, but she genuinely thinks the idea of her and me together is unbelievable. Talk about an ego crush.

“We’d just have to be convincing,” I say.

Her lips part in a little, “Oh” and her cheeks turn the prettiest shade of pink. “Like, how?” she asks, her voice going lower.

“If you really want people to believe it, we couldn’t tell anyone. Even Noah and Livvy couldn’t be in on it.”

“Why?”

“They’re too close. Anyone in a romantic relationship or close family relationship can’t be trusted with secrets. If Noah finds out, Livvy finds out, and vice versa. If Livvy finds out, Bex will, and so will Jake, then boom, Spencer knows. I’m guessing he’s the last person you’d want to know.”

“Yes. But, and I’m just asking hypothetically here, how would we convince Livvy and Noah? They’ve been living with us. They know we’re not together.”

“We’d have to start tonight.”

She leans in. “What do you mean?”

“You’d stay in my room tonight. Then we’d make it extremely obvious in the morning when we come out together that something went down.”

“Oh.” She blushes harder.

Making her blush is making something…um…harder, too.

“When they ask, we tell them the same thing. The best way to sell a lie is to make sure both of our stories align, they’re as close to the truth as possible, and we keep it simple. Never offer more details than necessary.”

“What would we tell them?”

“We’d tell them that I came out tonight because you were crying, and I comforted you.”

She looks at all the crumpled tissues around her.

“See,” I say, “it’s mostly true. And then we just say I comforted you too hard.”

Macy gasps, then instantly starts laughing. It’s the best sound.

I lean in. “That’s all we’d have to say. They’d buy it.”

“You really think so?”

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t they believe us? They have no reason to think we’d lie about something like that,” I say with a smile.

She slowly smirks back. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her smirk before. It’s doing things for me.

Chill the fuck out, Wood.

“Offer’s still on the table…if you want,” I add.

“It’s crazy,” she says.

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