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behind her.
    “ I have a
girlfriend.”
    “ Exactly,” she says. “And
I feel like the whore intruding on your relationship.”
    “ Evan. Evan, look at
me, now .”
    She blinks a few times and her eyes
find mine.
    “ Don’t you ever call
yourself that again, do you understand me? If anything, I’m the
whore.”
    She traces a microscopic school-girl
skirt on the rack, and I’m positive her ass won’t fit into it.
Maybe that’s the idea. “How does your girlfriend put up with
this?”
    “ She loves it, actually,”
I tell her honestly. She raises an eyebrow, and I continue. “She
loves that it’s going to give us extra income. She even told me to
act single on set.”
    Evan narrows her eyes
skeptically. “She did what ?”
    “ To relax me. Because I
felt bad about it, you know?”
    “ You seem confident
enough,” she murmurs. “She must really trust you.”
    “ That’s what happens when
you’ve been together forever.” And sometimes, you also forget that
you’re supposed to be in love too, but I don’t tell Evan that.
Instead, I step toward her, take the skirt from her hands, and
throw it over the clothing racks.
    “ What the hell are you
doing?” she cries.
    “ That’s not what women
want to see you in. They want to see you in something they would
wear.” I sift through the racks until I pull out a pair of low-rise
jeans that look her size, and a pink rhinestone EPU hoodie. I hand
them to her. “In this, you could be any female student on campus.
That way, readers will be able to fantasize when they watch me
undress you.”

Chapter Six
    Evan
     
    I clench my teeth to keep my jaw from
falling to the floor.
    Dallas has a way of making me hate him
for turning me on so much. For normal guys, this wouldn’t be a
problem. I’d just flirt back and go along for the ride. But
Dallas—well, first of all, he’s extraordinarily beautiful. And
second of all he just got done talking about his girlfriend. Of
forever. Who trusts him.
    What I need to do is just accept this,
and take advantage of the fact that his ever-so-trusting girlfriend
wants him to act single on set. I can’t have a boyfriend. Boys are
too distracting and get all weird when they find out my source of
income. This will be my only thrill for a while.
    Dallas.
    “ It’s going to be hard for
me to get into the moment with this silly scenario,” I tell him
honestly. “I’m going to need a little bit of help.”
    “ I’ll make sure to do
that,” he responds huskily before leaving me alone to
change.
    When he’s gone, I place my hand upon
my frantically beating heart. “Don’t get too excited,” I whisper to
myself. “It’s only instant gratification.”
     
    ^^^^
     
    Britain is the bravest,
most shameless girl I’ve ever met in my entire life. It’s why we’re
friends. It’s also why she was able to convince a university
committee to approve East Park
Exposed as an official East Park
University publication. Britain’s argument: Hell, Harvard did it.
    And it worked.
    There’s a clause in the agreement
stating that we can’t shoot in any East Park building except for
one—an abandoned gym that hosts a set of classrooms, lockers,
showers, and a drained swimming pool. We can’t do much with it, but
we should be able to find an office for this shoot.
    Fuck, this shoot.
    The campus police gives Britain the
wink when he drives up to unlock the building for us. We’ve used
this building a couple times before, and he knows exactly what
we’re up to. I guess he thinks we need that extra wink in order to
feel sexy or something.
    Luckily for me, the only ones
attending this off-site shoot are me, Dallas, Britain, and Andrea.
Andrea’s here in order to direct us toward the vision of the story
she’s conjuring up in her head right now. Delilah really wanted to
watch, and so did Adam, but I think Britain can sense how tense my
nerves are right now, so she made the shoot private.
    We walk down the deserted, grimy hall,
and