Cherishing His Fake Fiancé

Fake it until you make it.

Gayle Nash was my one-way ticket to a career.

I can't believe I had never thought of it sooner.

With him by my side, I'd have all the advantages to help me succeed as a sports journalist.

And maybe some people won't like that I slept my way to the top.

But let's get one thing straight here: I only slept with the major league baseball player after he gave me the ring.

Was it amazing? Yes.

Did I wish it meant something more than it did? Also yes.

Because while this engagement of ours might be fake, my feeling for him weren't.

But how was I supposed to tell him as much when there was another girl in the picture?

And that girl wasn't me.

So, what am I supposed to do when I want to transform a fake engagement into a real one?

And would Gayle ever see me as more than the girl next door?