I opened the door and saw Heath sitting inside.

[Holy cow, it's Heath Osborne.]

[He's so handsome.]

"Lol, I remember Tamara drew him once.]

[Hehe, I've still got that saved.]

[Hey ladies. My friend wants to see it too.]

[Don't you guys ever quit? Spreading that stuff is illegal.]

[How come Tamara isn't in jail yet?]

[I reported her. You're welcome.]

I started to consider going over to beg for his forgiveness.

The main victim seemed calm, so maybe he'd forgive me.

I tried to recall what I'd drawn back then. All I remembered was his killer six-pack.

And those pecs too.

"Tamara? Why are you standing in the doorway?" Earlene came out of the bathroom.

She was surprised.

She was a child star turned sweetheart actress. We were total opposites.

I smiled awkwardly and lugged my heavy suitcase to the farthest corner.

"Aw, Tamara, isn't that heavy? Didn't anyone help you? Heath carried mine," Earlene cooed.

"These guys, I swear."

She giggled and said to him, "Heath, go help Tamara with her suitcase."

[Wow, Earlene is scoring big!]

[Earlene is so kind, even willing to help Tamara!]

[So sweet. Turns out Heath only helped Earlene with her luggage!]

[The matchmaker is here. Everyone makes way.]

Heath glanced at me and stood up.

I panicked as he strode over purposefully.

"No need, I've got it," I said.

But it was too late.

He effortlessly picked up my suitcase, his muscular arms on full display in his short sleeves.

I couldn't help but notice how perfect they still were.

I swore that it was just a glance.

But the chat caught my look.

[Tamara: I'm watching, and I'm drawing.]

[The previous comment made me laugh so hard. It's so obvious with just one glance!]

[The whole internet is waiting for her new drawing.]

[Tamara is at it again! I can't believe I'm shipping this.]

[Tsk, you people trying to ride the wave. Aren't you annoying?]

[Exactly, who would want to be tied to Tamara?]

[The ones shipping this aren't worried about breaking their teeth, huh? Can't you see who Heath likes more?]

The comment section was in chaos.

I thanked him as he set my bag down.

True to his reputation, he just hummed in response and stood there silently.

Watching Earlene chat him up, I realized something.

I'd just been roped into their publicity stunt. Sneaky.