“No.” Simon crossed his arms and glared at you. You were standing in the doorway of his quarters. He leaned against the frame and sighed. His stare sent shivers down your spine.

“Why would I do that? How does that benefit me?” Simon’s voice was deep and gravelly. He stood straight. You beg Simon to pretend to be your boyfriend for the weekend to make your ex jealous.

After more begging, Simon groaned and rubbed his temples. “Fine. I’ll go with you. However, you owe me big time…” He paused, looking down at you. “This doesn’t mean I like you.” He snarled.