A Strange Proposal

Mila swirled her finger around the rim of her wine glass. She couldn't believe she was contemplating his proposal. They had only met two days ago at a club. He was charming and good looking, so when he asked her out she immediately said yes. Now, she was sitting across from him, dumbfounded by his proposal. He wanted to marry her.

"It's only for two years." Drew filled the silence. "After the two years is up, we can get divorced. I'll give you anything you want."

"Two years, huh?"

"I won't get into too many specifics with you, but my father recently passed away and put in his will that the only way I can keep my inheritance is if I'm married for at least two years."

Mila sat back in her chair, considering her options. Acting wasn't working out the way she thought it would. She didn't have any family to speak of. She was struggling to keep her job and was starting to worry how she was going to live since she was starting to run low on her savings. If she didn't think quick she was going to be living on the streets, eating her scripts.

"I'm sorry for your loss." She frowned.

"Thank you." He replied.

He found it best to not go into details about his relationship with dear old dad. The less she knew about him, the better off they would both be.

"Are kids necessary?"

"Would you want to have kids in a sham marriage that is only going to be two years long?"

She laughed. "Good point. Sex?"

"If you don't want it, then no. But I don't know how you'd be able to resist me."

Rolling her eyes, Mila took her napkin off her lap and dropped it on the table. She scooted her seat back and got up. "Good luck, Drew. Thank you for dinner. It was nice meeting you."

She made a beeline to the restaurant lobby, in a hurry to leave and to leave Drew behind. As she was walking, Mila was fishing her phone out of her clutch. The sooner she got an Uber, the sooner she could get home.

Drew caught up to her, moving quickly to stand in front of her. His hands found her shoulders, steadying her. "I'm sorry. That was out of line. Please, please, don't leave like this. I really need you to do this."

Mila would be lying if she said she wasn't attracted to him. In fact, from the second she laid eyes on him at the club she was titillated by him. From his accent to the dangerous glint in his eyes it made Mila want him even more.

"Is this going to be an open relationship?" She asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

"I don't share my toys." Drew whispered in her ear.

She shrugged his arms off her shoulders and started around him. No, no, she couldn't go through with his proposal. The thought of getting whatever she wanted at the end of the two years was tempting, but she couldn't give herself to a complete stranger like this. It didn't matter to her what he was on the verge of losing, it wasn't worth sacrificing her dignity.

"You need me more than I need you."

Mila let the door close on him. She got her phone out of her purse and started ordering her Uber as she crossed the parking lot. Before she could send out the order, Drew caught up to her again.

"I shouldn't have worn these damn heels."

Drew ignored her complaint. "We need each other. You can have anything you want while we're married and whatever you want after the divorce."

"I don't know, Drew." Mila could fee her resistance melting away. "This is a really stupid thing for us to do."

Drew wrapped an arm around her waist and started leading her to his car. He opened her door for her and shut it after she got inside. He walked around the car and got into the driver's side. He locked the doors and started the car.

"I don't think you understand how much is at stake here." Drew resumed their conversation. "For the both of us. I maintain my inheritance and I am good for the rest of my life. You help me with this favor and you'll be good too."

"This is such a big step though. Especially for two people that just met."

Drew reversed out of the parking spot and started heading towards her apartment.

"We have time for that." Drew shrugged. "After all we're going to have to make this look real."

Mila held her head in her hands, trying hard not to laugh. This entire situation was completely absurd. Two days ago all she wanted from this guy was good sex. Fast forward to present time and he proposes a sham marriage.

Drew had to strain to hear her next question. Her face was still in her hands and her voice was muffled.

"Why me?"

He came to a stop. He turned his head to look at her and smirk. He brought her hands down from her face and felt his smirk turn into a smile. She was a beautiful girl. He couldn't deny that.

"You were the first person I met and spoke to that I felt I could trust." He admitted, then shrugged. "It doesn't hurt that you are beautiful. Let's be real, we'll look good on each other's arms. We'll be able to pull this off."

She glanced out the window, surprised to see that they were already at her apartment. Surveying the outside of the small complex and suddenly remembering how cramped the apartment was, Mila began weighing the pros and cons of this marriage. The pros were; she'd be married to the babe sitting next to her, she wouldn't have to worry about money, and it was only going to be for two years. How bad was the deal really? The cons? She'd be married to a stranger for two years. Chewing on her lower lip, Mila turned to look and Drew and sighed.

"Would you like to come upstairs?" She asked. "If people are going to believe we're a legitimate couple, we're going to need to come up with a game plan."

"You're going to marry me?"

Drew needed to hear her say the words just to be sure.

"Yes, I'm going to marry you." Mila took off her belt and opened the car door. With one foot out on the sidewalk, she turned back to face her fiance. "Are you coming or no?"

Drew nodded his head and got out the car. He met her on the sidewalk and took her hand in his. If they were going to make this look real, they may as well start now.

A/N: How are you guys liking this so far?