I've been sick and in bed for two days with my hubby serving me homemade soup >_

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Chapter 4

"I'm your what now?" Wes muttered looking down at me with his dark brows bent in confusion

Digging my nails into his skin I felt the smile on my face tremble as my mom's forehead creased as she glanced up at Wes before dropping her honeysuckle eyes down to me as if asking what was going on. Stacy on the other hand couldn't hide the dark grin slowly creeping onto her face as she shifted onto her other foot.

Camouflaging the panic that had my fingers shaking at the possibility of all of this blowing up in my face, it wouldn't come as a surprise since this whole situation was ridiculous in the first place but my pride was at stake.

"It's okay babe." I laughed softly forcing the endearment out "I told them about us."

"Us." Wes chuckled at the two lettered word as if it were a joke

Laughing softly hid my trembling hands behind Wes's body knowing my mom would pick up on it if she saw them. Racking my brain for some sort of distraction I glanced down to see Stacy holding a bottle of wine in her arms while her narrowed eyes took in every inch of Wes as if she were analyzing him which probably was the case and I couldn't really blame her. Standing side by side Wes and I looked like polar opposites, while he had that sex appeal and laid back aura I screamed boring and strict in which I had grown up with.

"Well come in." I said stepping out of the way to allow them in with my hand still in Wes's larger one

Grabbing the wine from Stacy's arms I motioned for them to sit down while I open the wine.

"Can you help me in the kitchen..babe?" I said through gritted teeth hating the word I had to force out

"Umm.."

Not bothering to wait for I reply I shut the front door and dragged a still confused Wes into the kitchen while my mom ohhed about the jade sculptures on the mahogany table that cost a fortune but when I bought it I knew my mom would love it and that was enough for me to slap down my credit card.

Safely hidden in the kitchen with a wall separating us and my mom's voice floating from the other room about the apartment and Stacy's whiny squeak of disapproval I placed the wine on the counter, whipping around to face Wes I thought of how to approach this situation in a mannered, mature way that would neither freak him out or make him think I was desperate. Which I was but he doesn't need to know that.

Straightening up I placed my hands in front of me in a professional manner because that's what this is.

"I understand this may have shocked you especially since it was literally thrown at you with no warning but I need you to err.."

"To be your boyfriend." he finished for me with a devilish grin

"Yes, if there was another way I wouldn't be asking this of you but considering the circumstances I don't have much of a choice."

He shoved one large tan hand through his disheveled hair causing his short T-shirt to outline the taunt muscles that were now in display, his muscles flexed by the small movement and what a sight it was. Mentally shaking my head of the stray thought I forced my attention back to his face.

"Sorry I can't." he finally said

Disappointment washed over me at his answer but what did I expect that he'd jump to the idea. Mentally snorting at the thought I knew that would be a long shot, why exactly would a guy like Wes agree to such an absurd plan with someone like me?

"I'll pay you." I whispered stepping closer so no one over heard us

"What am I a prostitute?" he questioned his brows pulling together angrily

I shook my head "I can't explain it to you in detail at the moment but I told my mom she would meet my boyfriend tonight and you saw the escort they sent over."

He chuckled lowering his head as his features softened which I took as a good sign.

"The point is I really need you to do this Wes." I added

He shook his head just as my mom called for us to come out so she can 'get to know my boyfriend'.

"Sorry kitty but I'm not going to do this." he said with another shake of his head

Twice. He has said no twice already even when I offered him money. Am I really that cold and unapproachable that no man no matter how much I beg will be with me? Swallowing the growing lump that lodged itself in my throat I pushed the painful rejection away refusing to deal with this in front of Wes. He took a step to the side meaning to leave, mimicking his step I reached my arms out and grabbed his forearms.

"I know this is strange and I bet you have better things to do but I really need your help."

"Look Khlo-"

Digging my fingers into his skin to stop him from rejecting me a third time, I've had enough rejections to last me a lifetime. Raising my eyes up to meet his I felt nervous as I stared up into his grey eyes; if he doesn't agree to this than I'll be forced to admit everything and take the humiliation that came with confessing about my unthought out lie. Yet again I would be a laughing stock amongst my family as the girl who can't get a man.

"Please Wes I'll do anything you want, please." I pleaded swallowing my pride

His muscles tensed beneath my fingers causing me to drop my gaze in shame. This is what I have resorted to, begging my man-whore of a neighbor to pretend to be my boyfriend after being given an old man as a match. How did I drop this far? These were suppose to be my fun years, my twenties full of friends, parties and even some one night stands that I'll regret forever instead here I am.

Realizing he hasn't responded I dropped my hands from his arms mortified by my actions, stepping backwards I turned my back to him unable to meet his gaze. Pressing my palms against the kitchen counter I straightened my haunched position. A Spark never begs no matter what the situation.

No need to cry over spilt milk.

"I apologize that was inappropriate of me, you can go now." I said in a cool collected tone

A sigh caused me to stiffen as the sound of footsteps sounded behind me. He's leaving. Pressing my lips together I counted the seconds. One. Two. Three. Four. The steps stopped too close behind me for my liking, releasing a slow breath from my lips I saw his shadow looming over mine.

"What do I have to do?" he sighed

My body froze at the defeated tone in his voice but the shock wore off as his words sunk in. The corners of my lips twitched upwards into a smile, wiping the small sign of emotion I pushed my excitement aside refusing to get my hopes up. Turning on my heels I cleared my throat and fixed my eyes on to his chin still too sensitive to meet his gaze.

"What your saying is?"

A string of curses being mumbled caused me to drag my eyes up to his to find him looking over my head.

"I'll do it." he repeated meeting my gaze

My lips twitched nearly curving upwards but I quickly righted my expression and settled for a half smile that barely qualified as one at all. Wes's brows pulled together at my awful attempt at showing some gratitude, great he probably thinks I can't even smile like a normal person.

Clearing my throat first I spoke "Thank you for agreeing to do this-"

"Hold on their sweet-cheeks don't thank me just yet." he interrupted

"I'm confused didn't you just say that you would do it?" I asked folding my arms over my chest

He nodded leaning his side against the counter and crossed one lean leg over the over as a mischievous smile grazed his slightly full pink lips.

"Beg me."

"What?" I shout whispered my arms slacking to my sides at his demand

"Beg me to help you, on your knees." he repeated his voice laced with humor

"Your crazy if you think I'm going to beg you-" I stopped mid sentence when my mom called out for us to join them

Wes wiggled a brow at me the same mischievous smirk widening as if to tell me I had no other choice which I didn't. The wiser part of me told me to just do it and get over the whole ordeal but another part of me, the stubborn part screamed for me to smash the bottle of wine over his head and tell him to go suck a lemon. And oh how my fingers itched to do just that.

It only took a few seconds for me to realize I had to do as the scum wanted if I didn't want my sad secret out. If that meant suffering through a brief moment of embarrassment than I'd endure it, it was better than suffering for weeks on end with tabloids mocking my desperation not to mention the family gatherings. I just had to swallow my pride for a few seconds.

Lowering myself onto my knees I pulled the dress down from the back where it had ridden up, glaring up at Wes I nearly stood up when I saw the amusing glint in his eyes.

"Please help me Wes." I muttered despite the screaming voice in my head that told me to get up

Standing up properly he took a step forward so I was literally at his feet.

"You can do better than that sexy, come on compliment me." he said with another evil grin

Compliment him! The never of this arrogant asshole, if my mother weren't in the other room I'd strangle him. Grinding my teeth together I took a deep breath and reminding myself why I was doing this. With another lung full of air I forced myself to speak.

"Oh Wes your so handsome please help me." I said in one breath but still it was torture

"More." he said with a wave of his hand

"Your-this is so stupid I'm not doing this." I huffed ready to stand up

"Come on cupcake I'll help you." he said placing his hand on my shoulder

Nodding I tried my best not to twist his arm and snap it like I had learned in my selfdefense class.

"Repeat after me, Wes your so irresistible no other man will do please, please help me you hot piece of man meat." he said his eyes twinkling with amusement

Magazines all over the world will be mocking Khloe Sparks for her pitiful attempt to fool everyone she has moved on. Articles prying into your private life, Stacy teasing you till the day you die of the embarrassment. Those were the thoughts that gave me the push I needed to get threw this.

"Wes.." I hissed his name "Your so...irresistible no other man will do please,..." I paused and sent him a dark glare "..please help me you hot piece-"

"Almost there sugar plum." he teased

"Of man meat." I added the last part just as he let out a low chuckle that added to the humiliation

Releasing a growl of frustration I stood up with no help from the arrogant jerk not that I excepted him to assist me that would mean he was a gentlemen and Wes was no gentlemen.

Brushing my knees I glared up at him "Now get in there be charming and in ten minutes come up with an excuse to leave."

His laughter stopped as he glanced up all humor from earlier gone "Why?"

Pulling out four wine glasses I placed them on a tray along with the wine and the opener.

"Because we need to discuss what our story is before my mom pries further into this..thing." I said having trouble saying the actual word

Lifting the tray up to my chest I motioned for him to follow me but he stood in place unmoving.

"Alright but you need to hold your end of the deal."

Stopping by the door frame where my mom and Stacy could see us, I glanced over my shoulder at him "Huh?"

One side of his mouth lifted, strolling lazily up to me he lowered his head to my ear, his hot breath fanning my bare neck. Repressing a shiver I held my shoulders back refusing to show any sign of the uncomfortable position I was in.

"You said you'll do anything and my little kitty cat I plan to use that to my advantage." he whispered before pulling back

My eyes widened in a brief state of shock before I recovered forcing another smile on to my face. Whatever he has planned I'll deal with as long as this worked. Starting forward I opened my mouth to speak when a hand slapped down on my butt.

Gasping I turned to see Wes stroll ahead of me a wolfish grin on his face.

What have I gotten myself into.

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