Chapter 4

• Christian watched her after telling her that. Almost amused by her reaction.
• “Oh, I heard. I heard plenty. She sounded— satisfied.” She chuckles and she swears there’s a hint of satisfaction in the way he looks at her. “I’ll try to be quiet if I ever have guests over,” she said, noticing a small twitch in his brow.
• For some reason, he felt tense when Juliee said that, and he couldn’t figure out why.
• “And I’ll be sure you call you Benji when I see you with a woman.”
• “Benji?” He arches a brow at the nickname.
• “Yeah. Benji. Good friends have nicknames. Plus. If you ever want to rid yourself of one of them faster. Just ask. I can play the jealous, annoying girlfriend quite well.”
• Slowly, his face lights up.
• The thought of it makes him almost sigh in relief, “You’d do that?”
• Juliee nods with a smile. “Wanna start now?” He smirks.
• “I need a way to let myself in without you. It’ll look more like I’m serious.”
• “2293.”
• “Sorry?” She asked, confused.
• “My code. 2293.”
• She laughs. “Oh. Sorry. That just went right over my head. Alright. Give me five.”
• Christian watches her rush back into her apartment with a smile on his face. He hated mornings. He hated having to deal with clingy women who wanted more from him. So the thought of Juliee helping him get rid of them. He could practically kiss the woman. And he never kissed.
• Felt too personal to him.
• Inside Juliee dressed in something the woman he picked up would probably wear. Making sure she’d play the part perfectly. Doing just a bit of makeup, making sure her heels, dress, and overcoat fit perfectly in a style he’d like and headed on over.
• Quickly she pressed the code on the keypad and pushed the door open. Immediately she sees what he meant by updating. He had completely renovated his apartment.
• The walls and floors were concrete and clean. Everything is clean lines and grey. Neutral. It was the most bachelor apartment shed ever seen.
• The layout seemed to be the opposite of hers. Figuring if her bedroom was to the right his would be to the left. Which just meant seeming like she knew her way around the place would be easy.
• Juliee cleared her throat, loudly.
• “Babe!” She yells loudly. “Benji. Babe are you her—“She didn't even have to finish when the woman opened the door and stared right at her with panic across her face.
• Juliee wanted to laugh but she played her part and made a disgusting face at her. “And who the hell are you?” She asks scowling at her.
• “I’m— I’m—“ she starts to stutter like an idiot.
• “I’m— I’m—“ she repeats back in an annoyed aggravated tone. I watch her gulp. “Get. The. Fuck. Out!” She takes a few steps closer and she clings to her dress for dear life before she starts darting towards the door. She quickly pushes it open and runs in just her underwear.
• “Wow. Not that was fast.” Christian says from behind her. He watched the whole thing and couldn’t have been more turned on.