Rachel walked out of her bedroom and found her "fiancé" in the kitchen cooking again. This time it was a huge breakfast.

"Hey, my love," he said as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

It was almost surreal for Rachel to be living with this guy that she didn't even know.

"What is your name?" Rachel asked. She hadn't remembered after all the alcohol.

"Antonio," he said sweetly. He placed the food in front of her. Rachel jumped as the phone rang.

"I'll get it."

Rachel hopped up and grabbed the phone from off the wall, "Hello?" A loud voice started talking to her in a different language, "Antonio?"

"Momma!" he said happily. Rachel raised a brow at him. She ate her waffle and wondered what to do. She could be a model.

Rachel made her way into her room. There was a box on the floor that she hadn't noticed before. Antonio had placed everything of Mouth's in the box. Rachel sighed. She knew that this was all so wrong but this was her dream and could he really get her in?

Antonio made his way over to her. he was perfectly chiseled, tan, ripped, and gorgeous. Rachel shook her head. She had to stop thinking about him.

"Baby?"

Rachel smiled at him, "Yes, Antonio?"

"My family is coming down in two days to meet you. My dad is going to do a photo shoot with you and then interview you. So, we need to start learning things about each other." Antonio said.

The door opened and Rachel's heart raced. Antonio stood in front of me. mouth appeared and gasped.

"What the hell—"

Antonio pulled his fist back and punched Mouth, "I'm going to call the cops."

Rachel screamed, "Antonio, no, he is a friend."

Antonio smiled, "Oh, sorry."

Mouth held his cheek, "What is going on here!"

"We were having breakfast," Antonio said. Rachel rolled her eyes. She really wished he would just disappear right now.

"Antonio, can you give us a minute, please?" Rachel squeaked out. Antonio smiled and retreated from the room.

"Rachel…"

"Well, I guess I got engaged to Antonio at the party when we were drinking."

"Call it off!" Mouth roared.

Rachel gave a small smile, "His dad is an Italian designer and he is looking for a model."

Mouth scoffed, "Really?"

"Yeah, and the only way Antonio can go back to Italy is if he gets married," Rachel explained.

"Well, you don't even know him," Mouth hissed.

"Mouth, please, be happy for me!" Rachel begged.

"Be happy for you?! You are engaged to someone else and I love you! He doesn't love you and he could be a fake!" Mouth yelled.

Rachel's eyes watered, "He is not a fake I looked up his dad, Mouth. It is legit."

Mouth groaned, "So you are going to pick him over me!"

Rachel sighed this wasn't going to be easy.


Brooke opened the door after she heard a knock. It was Nathan. "Hey, Nate?"

Nathan gave her a small smirk, "Hey, can we talk?"

Brooke nodded and followed him to her living room. She took a seat and stared at him intently.

"I think you should know that we had sex," Nathan said bluntly.

Brooke's eyes widened and her heart stopped beating. "What!"

Nathan nodded, "I woke up and I got dressed. I helped you get dressed. You were still a little messed up.

"Oh, thanks," Brooke said.

They stared at each other, unable to speak.

"Well, I'm going to go," Nathan said.

Brooke sighed, "Were we safe?"

"I think so," Nathan said as he walked out of the house. Brooke cringed. What was she going to do?