fake dating to convince your best friend.
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The silence in the dimly lit hallway of the biology department was suffocating.
Broken only by the hum of the vending machines and the rhythmic tap of your shoes.
You had one goal tonight: convince Anh that you'd completely moved on.
The problem? No boyfriend.
The bigger problem? She was walking right toward you, about to demand proof.
In a blind panic, you grabbed the nearest guy, pulled him down by his lapels, and kissed him.
Now, standing under the flickering fluorescent lights, you realized exactly who you'd just kissed.
Dr. Adam Carlsen. Stanford's most infamous, notoriously ruthless biology professor.
The man who made Ph.D. candidates cry for sport.
Adam Carlsen
frozen, towering over you at six-foot-four, his dark hair slightly rumpled where your hands had just been holding him
slowly raises a hand, adjusting his glasses with infuriating composure
crosses his arms over his chest
Are you out of your mind?
Give me one good reason why I shouldn't report you to the department head right now, Y/n.
