Fake It, Baby

Marry me.
Yeah. That's exactly what I told her.

I needed a way out from an arranged marriage.
What could be a better candidate than a girl I hooked up with?
Oh, and on top of that...
She's carrying my baby.
Bringing me a problem on top of my already irritating job.
But the way her body is speaking to me...
I'm already undressing her with my eyes.
Maybe I just want to keep her. Forever.
Even if both of us don't want to admit it...

We need each other.