Matchmaker and the Manhattan Millionaire by Cara Colter

Author:Cara Colter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-12-09T18:57:55+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

KRISSY FELL ASLEEP on the way home. She was horrified when she woke up as Jonas pulled his sleek car to a gliding halt in front of her house, aware there was a little pool of drool darkening her dress.

She was even more horrified when the memory of that kiss came back to her.

“Oh,” she said. “I don’t drink very much. It went straight to my head.” She scrambled out of the car and headed down the walk.

The wine had made her forget the most important aspect of all this: it wasn’t real. How could it not be real? Jonas’s lips claiming hers had felt like one of the most real experiences of her entire life.

Which, she told herself firmly, spoke to a pathetic life.

She fumbled for her key. Jonas was behind her.

“I guess we shouldn’t kiss anymore,” she said, as brightly as she could.

“Really? I think it was good to get it over with. You know, before we have an audience. So we both know what to expect.”

Get it over with? Know what to expect?

Well, no one should know better than her the value of a good experiment. Still, Krissy had obviously made a complete fool of herself.

“Well, good,” she managed to say. “Lots accomplished tonight. I think we’ve gotten to know each other quite well enough.”

“Do you?” he said.

She opened the door, and Chance bounded out, went right past her, his new Frisbee caught between his teeth. He sat in front of Jonas, his tail thumping the ground and his tongue lolling out, begging for just one toss.

“What a good dog,” Jonas said.

The dog quivered ecstatically, but did not leap up.

Jonas got down on his haunches in front of the dog and did that massage thing to that huge marred face.

So every living thing felt the chemistry of this man, every living thing longed to be more to him, every living thing longed to feel the warmth of his approval.

“I think we could consider the dress rehearsal over,” she said. “If you think of any other details about yourself that I need to know, text me. I’ll do the same. And the family reunion. Do we have a plan? Drop by on it for a few hours? Announce our engagement? Look besotted with each other? Leave?”

“Ah, maybe not quite that easy. They’ll expect us to stay the weekend.”

The dog moaned his happiness and pushed his ear deeper into Jonas’s hand. He nearly lost his grip on the Frisbee but managed to keep it from falling from his jaws. It was quite distracting.

“Together?” Did her voice have a faintly hysterical shriek to it?

“Well, yeah, but the cottages are quite large. No one will know if I take the couch. Except maybe you, eh, Chance?”

Aside from the dog, she would know. And after what happened tonight, it just seemed like a really lousy idea to share close quarters with him while they were pretending for his family.

That was her lesson from tonight. She sucked at pretending.

“Maybe we could tell them I have a belief system that precludes sharing accommodations with you?” she suggested.

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