Charade (A Fake Fiancée Romance) (Pretense and Promises Book 1) by Jade C. Jamison

Charade (A Fake Fiancée Romance) (Pretense and Promises Book 1) by Jade C. Jamison

Author:Jade C. Jamison [Jamison, Jade C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-23T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten

IN SPITE OF being a bit of an ass the day before, Brock acted the next morning as though nothing had happened. He insisted on getting Erica out of the condo before ten, though, and they took a brisk walk through the town, pausing at Starbucks before resuming.

In the middle of their journey, Brock got a text from Brandon that they would be having dinner, not lunch, so Brock used that as an excuse to be gone most of the day. He took Erica all through town, telling her about different memories he associated with various places.

The sky was a light blue with few clouds, sunny and bright, and Erica asked, “Does it snow here much?”

Brock looked around, particularly toward the ski area. “Hmm. What do you think?”

“Very funny. I know they get a lot of snow, but it’s been clear the whole time we’ve been here.”

“It’s in the forecast for tomorrow afternoon, the main reason why I want to leave early tomorrow.”

Erica wouldn’t be hard pressed to admit that she enjoyed her time with Brock that day. He was lighthearted and playful, a quality that Erica never saw him display around family or at the office. In fact, he’d been that way the night before when he’d been embarrassing the hell out of her reading from the romance book she’d been devouring. When she’d handed over her phone, she had just finished reading a sex scene, so she’d thought she was safe. Leave it to Brock to find more, though…

But he hadn’t said another word about it the next day and he’d since been lively and fun. If the real Brock were like this all the time, she’d have no issues playing his fiancée. It was his asshole moments that made it difficult.

When it was time to head back to the condo, Brock estimated that they were about a mile away. “Race you.”

“You’ll win.”

“Come on, Erica. It’s the perfect temperature for running—not too cold and the sun is shining on us. You’re wearing sneakers and you finished your bottle of water. Come on. It’ll be fun.”

So she ran part of the way, but she grew tired after what she estimated was half a mile. Brock told her that they’d only gone one quarter.

“Well, I’ll walk the rest of the way. Meet you there.” She could tell he was itching to run. “Seriously. I can find my way back. Go.”

“Nah. I can walk with you.”

“Would you just go already? I’ll be fine.” She thought some of telling him that all the rich white people residing here had created the perfect crime-free neighborhood by ensuring no one without money or needs of any kind could live there, but keeping those kinds of negative thoughts in her head would sour her mood again.

But at least he took the hint.

As Erica walked alone, she took in the natural beauty of the place. She loved the snow, the mountains, the clear sky as a backdrop, and she focused on those things. The beauty



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