Fake It Till You Make It by Anne Harper

Author:Anne Harper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fake Relationship Romance; Opposites Attract Romance; RomCom; Romantic Comedy; Small Town Fiction; Small Town Romance; Women's Fiction; Humor & Satire Fiction; Contemporary Women's Fiction; General Humorous Fiction; Funny Romance; Internet Fiction; Fake Identity Fiction; Fake Identity Romance; Bartender Hero; Lovestruck; Entangled Publishing; Series Romance; Tyler Anne Snell; Fake It Till You Make It; Laugh out loud romance; Amara; Single Title Romance; Stand Alone Romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-03-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“You could belly dance, and I could swing flaming swords around you?”

Sloane ran a hand over her slicked-back hair and let Brady know straight up that there weren’t going to be any flaming swords anywhere near her at the pageant. Or just in life in general.

“How about you belly dance, and I just pull up a chair and watch with the crowd?”

Brady laughed into the water. “I don’t know about that, sweet cakes.”

Since Sloane had jumped into the water, the group had somewhat gone on to do their own things. Marcus had beached the boat and then spent time lounging in the shallow water with Felicity. Carol and Ruby had taken their lounging to the small strip of sand that curved against Floater’s Cove. They’d also taken several selfies before starting a natural tanning session on their matching designer towels. Sloane and Brady, on the other hand, had opted to switch between standing in and treading water out of earshot of the group while finally addressing the Arbor Bay–size elephant in their shared room.

The Sailors and Mermaids Pageant…and the much-dreaded talent portion.

It was better than being grumpy at a game of Two Truths and a Lie. Sloane had decided to let that bad feeling dissolve into the water, since they had bigger fish to fry.

“We should keep it nautical-themed,” Sloane tried. “Something we can do wearing mermaid and sailor costumes. Really on-the-nose stuff that’s all flashy so they don’t notice right away that we have no talent.”

“Hey, I know you aren’t lumping me in with you right there.” Brady brought his hand to his chest, causing a ripple across the surface of the water. “Because I have talent.”

Sloane gave him a questioning look. One she knew was filled with nothing but sarcasm.

“Oh, really? Tell me, then. What, Mr. Knox, are your talents?”

Brady did an eyebrow wiggle. One that screamed of a sexy answer with a dose of teasing. Normally Sloane would have taken a beat or two, flamed red, and then stumbled over her words. But since she’d just stripped and literally jumped overboard to avoid playing a game with Carol and Co.?

Something had changed.

She didn’t know what it was or if it was temporary, but Sloane did know one thing.

There was no way she was going to be caught at the pageant with their metaphorical pants down.

Sloane splashed him. “Nothing that constitutes an eyebrow wiggle is going to be appropriate on a stage,” she said. “I can almost guarantee you that.”

Brady laughed again. He’d been doing it more and more throughout the day. Sloane couldn’t help but like when she was the cause of it.

“Okay, okay. Fine,” he relented. “Let’s see…as far as talents that two people can do onstage that are rated PG…” He made a face after a moment. “Well, shit, I have no idea.”

“Here, let’s take this approach. Instead of two truths and a lie, let’s say three things we’re really good at and see if we can’t get something from that.”

Brady nodded, then dipped underwater.

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