Fake Marriage by Ajme Williams

Author:Ajme Williams [Williams, Ajme]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-02T23:00:00+00:00

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BROOKE

Over the years, I had a variety of fantasies around my wedding to Mo. Sometimes, I imagined a big fairy tale affair with a princess dress, lots of white and twinkle lights, and Mo in a full tux. Other times, I envisioned something more earthy and downhome along the river in a prairie dress, flowers in my long hair, and Mo in slacks and a loosely buttoned shirt. It was safe to say that the wedding I went through today wasn’t in any of my fantasies.

Still, for what it was, it was okay. Mo was sweet and gentle, even though I could see he was unsettled by it. I tried not to take it personally. Instead, I worked to focus on how much he was doing for my dad. He was marrying a woman he didn’t love to get money to save my family’s farm. Did I wish he had feelings for me? Yes, of course. The type of man who’d do so much, give so much, to help his friend was a worthy man. One I was proud to be married to, even if that part of the plan was the one thing he’d do without.

I packed up my clothes and a few trinkets while my dad and Mo went over the financials that my father needed help with to save the farm. When I finished, I headed down to the kitchen and raided the fridge. In a normal wedding, Mo and I would be having dinner out while on our honeymoon, but I was sure that wouldn’t happen. Still, it didn’t mean we couldn’t have a nice dinner. I’d show my appreciation for all he was doing by making him a nice dinner. Would that lead to something more? I wouldn’t mind it. As much as I tried to brush off my attraction as residual feelings from my teenage crush, the truth was, the more I was with him, the more I wanted him still. I couldn’t help but think it was wasted infatuation. Mo had been clear before that I was off-limits to him. Today, he’d made similar comments, still worried about the age difference and the fact that he was my dad’s friend.

I had two choices. I could use this time to show Mo how much I cared for him and how we could be together and risk being humiliated and have my heart broken, or I could just toe the line and go along with the idea that this was a temporary, fake marriage.

I found them in my dad’s study. “I’m packed.”

Mo flinched, and I sighed. I wasn’t a kid. And I wasn’t heinous. What was his problem?

“Mo and I need a little more time here,” my father said.

“Here’s my key. If you want to drive to my place and get settled without me, you can.” Mo handed me a key to his house. “I set up the back room for you.”

A few hours ago, I was saying, “I do,” and now I was being given a key to my new home to go to without my husband.

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