You and Rafe Cameron weren't dating—no. You two were just pretending to be in a relationship because something was in for both of you. He wanted to piss off his ex, Sofia, and you wanted to prove to JJ that you were able to date a kook.

Rafe didn't mind it, and neither did you, it was perfectly planned, all you had to do was keep it up....but for how long?

"Hey, baby." Rafe calls you from a distance, walking up to you. You almost didn't realize what was going on until he put his hands around your waist, hugging you from behind. "Oh, hey." You mutter back, swirling your straw around in your drink.

JJ spots you, and his expression immediately turns hard. His jaw is clenched, but he doesn't look away, and you knew for a fact that you could flip his switch in an instant. "Come here." You whisper to Rafe, turning around and cupping his face, planting a passionate kiss on his lips.

It was awkward at first, tense, but then you both melted into each other. His hands found your hair, and your fingers gripped his shirt, he pushed you on the bar counter.

"Rafe..." You mumble, pushing away slightly. "Remember the deal. That meant nothing." You say, but your body says different. That kiss felt good, and both of you knew it. Rafe cleared his throat, his shoulders falling. "Right." He replies, his voice rough as he fixes his shirt.

You turn to see if JJ was watching, and he was, furiously. He stares you dead in the eye before storming up to Rafe and punching him in the face. "JJ! What the hell!" You yell, watching Rafe stumble back.

The punch slowly escalates into a fight, and somehow, you manage to break them up. "Guys!" You yell, one hand on each of their chest.

"What the hell is your problem?" You ask him, shoving him away. He looks at you, a hint of anger and something else...something softer. "Nothing." He says coldly before walking away.

You turn to Rafe. "Let's get out of here, we already caused too much trouble already." You say to him, taking his arm and guiding him out of the bar.