Off Limits: A Brother's Best Friend Fake Relationship Romance (Fake It Book 1) by Vanessa Winters

Author:Vanessa Winters [Winters, Vanessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-20T16:00:00+00:00

Libby

The night before the party, it’s impossible for me to sleep. My dress is hanging in the closet, and my phone is set with an alarm to give me enough time to get up and shower before I have to meet Annie and Mom to get our hair and makeup done. Ian’s as ready as he’ll ever be, and I’m pretty sure I’ve gone over every stray detail that could make this blow up in my face, and yet I still can’t sleep.

I stare at the ceiling and then turn over to stare at the wall and then flop over to stare at my closed closet door.

I tell myself it’s just because I’m not used to being back here yet. The bed doesn’t feel the same way it did before, and I’m more used to being in France.

There are a lot of things I can blame, but I know it’s really just because I’m fucking nervous.

There’s a lot riding on this night. My dignity, for one. If it all goes to hell, I could end up embarrassing my grandparents, which will never go away, and if Chris manages to find out I got a fake boyfriend just because he’s going to be there, then I may as well pack my shit and move back to France.

Ian seems confident it’s all going to be fine, but that’s just Ian. He’s comfortable and confident in almost any situation. After seeing how he handled my family at dinner, I know he can handle this, but the real question is if I can handle it.

I turn onto my back again and sigh. If I was a more secure person who didn’t get riled up at the thought of seeing my ex again, then maybe this wouldn’t be such a big deal. I could walk into that ballroom and ignore him. Or make idle chit chat with him like he barely matters to me at all.

In a perfect world, that would be possible.

But, of course, that’s not how this stuff works.

Sighing again, I reach for my phone and squint at the time. It’s after midnight, closing in on one in the morning. Everyone I could reach out to to talk me out of this spiraling anxiety is probably asleep at this time of night, like sane people, but I send a text to Ian anyway. Maybe he’ll see it in the morning and have some words of wisdom.

How fucked do you think I’ll be if I show up tomorrow night on no sleep?

I put the phone down on my chest and consider getting up and pulling out my work laptop if I’m not going to be sleeping anyway, but I’m surprised when I feel my phone vibrate against my skin.

It’s a text back from Ian, and I instantly feel bad for waking him up.

If your grandma is as particular as you make her sound, pretty fucked. Dark circles aren’t couture.

I’m smiling as soon as I read his text. There’s just something about how flippant he can be about any given situation that makes me laugh, and a knot of the tension eases in me.

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