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the deal || kyder

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Kitty did her best to try and be open about this. Ryder seemed desperate which was new for Kitty but it did make her feel bad for him. Kitty shook her head when he said there was some girl. There was always some girl but he talked about her for more than two seconds so maybe she was different. “Why don’t you just tell her the truth? Why go through all this hassle? It’s never going to work, Ryder.” Kitty looked down at her feet and was actually thinking about it until Ryder offered to pay her to do this.

Her eyes shot up at his like daggers. “Pay me? Ryder, you already pay me. I work for you, remember? And I apparently have done way too many favors for you to think I’d do this for you.” Kitty let out a long and annoyed sigh before softening her look. “You really like this girl? Like, you can see yourself ending up with her long term? The only flaw I see is what if she comes to the office to visit you and she sees me? I’m supposed to be your ex wife to be and I work for you?”

Kitty took a moment and nodded. “This is crazy, Ryder Lynn. Like beyond crazy. I don’t want you to pay me. I want you to answer my questions thoroughly and then beg me.”

Never in his life had he crashed so bad. Not only was he abusing his friendship with Kitty, but he was also being a huge jerk to Juliet by lying to her. With that information, it wasn’t hard to think of being honest for once. But knowing that he could lose the love of his life if he even entertained it for more than mere seconds helped keep him from making such a huge mistake. “No. No way. I can’t tell her the truth, I’m in way too deep and she’d totally hate me if I did it now. I’m a dead man if I do that.”

Ryder hated when Kitty got mad at him. She was hard to look at head on and she always said something that never really hit until much, much later and left him sitting wide awake in the middle of the night in a fit while she most likely slept like a baby. Chewing on his lip while he thought over his feelings, Ryder slowly started to nod. “I...she might be the one, Kitty. I don’t see myself humping and dumping like the rest of them. I don’t know--I just really want to see where this goes. I promise I’ll tell her the truth one day.” He honestly didn’t believe she’d ever stop by the office or even want to, but if she did, Ryder had an easy solution for that. “Consider yourself given the day off if she ever does show up. And if she does see you, I’ll just act like you’re here for a visit and my other assistant is out--Kitty, please!”

He was starting to whine now, which was already embarrassing enough when he was doing his best to bed for her help. Actually, no, he could beg better. Channeling the age in which he literally had to get on his hands and knees to ask for permission to go to a concert in the next town or one of his buddies after parties, Ryder rounded his desk and fell to the floor, grabbing Kitty’s hands in his. “Kitty Wilde, if do me this huge solid, I’ll never get secretly mad at you again and I promise I’ll always laugh at least once when you make fun of my Bieber hair or my weird row of front teeth or anything else.” Going for a full floor kind of thing didn’t really work because Ryder’s legs were a little too long and he ended up having to bend his knees a bit and grab onto the edge of her chair, but if she wanted begging, she was going to get it. “Please, please, please, please, please....”

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the deal || kyder

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Sitting in front of Ryder felt awkward which was a first for Kitty. He had asked her for plenty of favors in the past so Kitty was very confused as to why he was so nervous this time around. Kitty slightly cocked her head to the side showing her confusion. She was about to speak up but Ryder cut her off with his favor. His wife? No, his fake wife. Kitty couldn’t help but bust out in a fit of laughter. “You want me to what? Your fake wife? Ryder, come on, let’s be serious here.”

Kitty adjusted herself in the seat as her laughter started to grow faint. Holy shit. Ryder was being serious. Her face soon fell and she shook her head in disbelief. Ryder had asked her a couple of oddball favors before. Mostly putting her on the spot to make up fake excuses as to why he could no longer see some woman anymore. But this one took the cake. His fake wife? Was he high right now? Kitty folded her arms across her chest and her face grew serious.

“Ryder, this is a joke, right? Like a way to soften the blow of the real favor, yes? There’s no way you want me to be your fake wife. How? How could even ask me that? Why would you even ask me that? What… what did you get yourself into this time?” Kitty chewed down on the inside of her cheek. The more time passed the more she realized he was being for real. “Before I even think of agreeing to this absolutely ridiculous idea what the hell is going on?”

Getting laughed at was kind of hurtful, but Ryder didn’t let it affect him so much. He needed to focus all his attention on getting her to agree to what had to be his strangest request yet. No, wait, it definitely was. What kind of guy was he that he had to ask for someone to be his fake anything? If his senior year self could see him now, he’d probably die of embarrassment or something.

“Okay, so, I didn’t really get into anything too bad this time,” He started, rubbing the back of his head as he tried to maneuver his way through the conversation with answers he hadn’t even overthought of yet. It was weird, he never thought he’d get this far with asking her such a stupid question. While he didn’t expect the laugh, he didn’t expect her to want him to explain himself or anything like that. Did that mean he didn’t know her as well as he thought? Shaking his head to clear it, Ryder added, “It’s just...there’s a girl. And she’s really amazing and funny and she doesn’t think my star wars sheets are weird. She also really digs my arms.” As he spoke, he could see Juliet in his head. The gorgeous head of long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes that made him fall even more in love when he looked into them--she was perfect. Coming back to reality, Ryder sighed sadly. “Anyway, she saw the ring and I told her I only had it because I was still getting divorced. And I kind of need a wife to divorce so I figured why not ask you to do me this huge solid?” He took a second to come up with anything else that could’ve sweetened the proposal. “I’ll pay you?”

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the deal || kyder

Kitty had known Ryder for quite some time now. After several interviews Ryder was the one person who was willing to give the newly single mother a chance and she felt like ever since then she always owed him. She did everything in her power to make sure Ryder was pleased with her work ethic. As time went on a friendship was formed and Kitty considered Ryder one of her best friends if not her only best friend in the world.

Kitty was finishing up some paperwork before heading back to Ryder’s office. He had a favor to ask her and Kitty let out a sigh, ready to go home, but she knew Ryder needed her. She called her babysitter real quick to make sure she picked up the kids from school. “Perfect. I shouldn’t be too long and thank you again for doing this Sara.” Kitty hung up and grabbed her things as she headed to Ryder’s office.

This wouldn’t be the first time he had asked her for a favor so she wasn’t expecting this to take too long. Gently knocking on the door she waited a moment before letting herself in. “Hey, Ryder.” She closed the door behind her and walked to his desk and took a seat in front of him. “So, what is it that you need this time?” Kitty knew Ryder was going through a hard time with his divorce and Kitty knew the pain of divorce all too well. Whatever he needed she was going to be there for him just like he was there for her those years ago when he first hired her.

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Ryder always gave himself the benefit of the doubt for having a way to get out of things; for as long as he could remember, it was the one thing he was always good at. Whether it be using his verbal and or physical charms, he never found himself in any situation he couldn’t easily worm out of. For the most part, it was a pretty sweet gift. His parents dug it, his teammates dug it, and it definitely helped him with the ladies more than a few times, but now he’d finally stepped in it. When Juliet found the ring, Ryder immediately panicked. He’d been seeing this woman way more than he was supposed to, and in the midst of his forgotten spiel about his ex, Ryder pulled the dumbest answer out of his head that lived there and said he was still in the process of getting a divorce. Yeah, sure it kept her off his case for a while but now she wanted proof of his nonexistent wife.

So to say that Ryder had been distracted pretty much all day was a little bit of an understatement. Okay, it was majorly an understatement. He had no idea what he was going to do. He’d dealt with interceptions all the time back on the team in high school and later college, but not one in real life. Luckily, all he had to deal with that day were a few colds and like one or two vaccinations, but he still needed to tackle his biggest client: himself. After spending the rest of his day in his office with his head buried in his hands trying to think of how to get himself out of this mess, and accidentally slipping into a nap or four, it hit him. He could ask Kitty to help him out. She’d saved his ass so much that he should pay her for it, but with that being said those were all little things. Quick fixes, a coffee run from the place down the street--that kind of stuff. Would she even go for it? He knew that she’d probably want to help and if the roles were reversed, he’d want to help, too. However, asking someone to pretend to be your fake soon to be ex-wife was real heavy. It wouldn’t be quick fix at all and would last a lot longer than a few days and in conclusion was a hard thing to deal with when it wasn’t the first run-in with divorce.

Seeing as how she was his best friend and basically had to do anything for him because she loved him (yeah right), Ryder figured it was better to exhaust his only feasible option before contemplating putting on make up and a wig and pretending to be his own ex. Wait, what was he doing? Just as he started to realize how bad of an idea this really was, Kitty entered and he was stuck. Again. “Hey, Kitty.” He greeted as normally as he could what with the war going on in his mind. To ask, or not to ask? That was like choosing to get punched in the face or backhanded. “Uh, I just wanted to know if...” Tapping his fingers against his desk in some effort to relief the increasing stress in his body, Ryder scanned the room for help. He didn’t find anything to go off of and was left staring into his best friend’s eyes. Crap. No lies sprang forward and honestly, Ryder was done with pulling shit out of the idiot void in his head. Besides, Kitty knew him too well. “Okay, look, feel free to say no but I need you to be my wife.” Squeezing his eyes shut as a blush started to form on his cheek for what reason? He didn’t know. “Fake wife.” Whether the silence that followed lasted two seconds or the two hours it felt like, Ryder immediately started rambling about his case.