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"Anything else?"

"What a to, exactly?"

"You're , dance, act like we love each other"

"Do I have to pretend to like you?"

"No one would believe that" His eyesme for my body"

A laugh spills from my lips "That is plausible"

"I know"

"We have to kiss?"

"That's what couples do"

They do

"And you're staying at my place for the teeks"

"Not in your bed"

"I have a spare room"

"What do you need a spare room for?"

"It was for Adam" Adam was in the accident that killed Liam's kid brother, Bash Ada at the rew up

"Doesn't he have his own apartment?"

"Yeah, but…" He doesn't say but I wanted to keep an eye on hiot a queen bed, not that tiny thing"

A queen bed is te

"Counter if you like But I' you the bonus unless you stay with me"

"Why do you care?"

"Because I do"

"Anything else?"

"You're my fiancée You need to look the part"

My cheeks flame

"You're fucking gorgeous, Briar It's not that"

"What is it—"

"The price tags"

"Why can't your fiancée wear cheap clothes?"

He shoots irlfriend in cheap clothes?"

"A few times"

"And…"

"She was always a sugar baby" A new one, too Rich guys get off on buying young women clothes, for some reason And escorts know to look the part "Okay, fine But you don't get a say And you pay for them"

He nods obviously "I've already got an account for you at a department store in ive you enough time to find shit before dinner"

"Dinner?"

"With Adairlfriend

But—"They know us"

"Yes"

"They knoe're not engaged"

"It's practice"

Okay…

"We tell the secretly"

"Liam—"

"And you're finallyan honestme"

"That's half true"

He set jealous"

Sometimes More than I like to admit Especially when he flirts

"That's it We'll sign in"—he checks his watch—"forty-five et your dresses, get all dolled up for dinner, in whatever combat boots you like I'll pick you up at the department store We'll practice"