Real Fake Husband: An Enemies-to-Lovers Romance by Jolie Day

Author:Jolie Day [Day, Jolie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-30T16:00:00+00:00

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JOSIE

SIXTEEN DAYS LEFT

The next morning, I find myself lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. I’ve been awake for hours. Now that I think about it, I’m not sure I even fully went to sleep.

It’s supposed to be my day off, but Matilda texted me late last night, asking if I could cover half a shift until one of the new girls came in. All too eager to get out of this apartment, I readily agreed.

With that in mind, I force myself out of bed to get ready for work, praying that Cal is still asleep and will stay asleep until I leave. Standing under the spray of the shower, I enjoy the hot water that’s often missing at my apartment.

Once I’m dressed, I tiptoe into the living room.

Oh, my God, I’m acting like a damn teenager trying to sneak out of her parents’ house.

Despite the internal chastising, I slowly peek around the corner.

The living room is empty, but more importantly, for some reason, I’m disappointed. Cal is nowhere in sight. He’s rarely awake before I am. He must have left early to avoid me like I’m trying to avoid him. Oh, well. With a sigh of relief, I walk into the kitchen, only to find him standing there, nursing a cup of coffee.

Shit.

He looks as tired as I feel.

Poor guy, I bet he didn’t close an eye on that couch.

A pang of guilt hits me for making him sleep on the couch.

Despite his rough night, he still looks good. His sun-kissed hair is messy, and even though it’s from sleep, I wish it was because I was running my hands through it like I had last night. He’s wonderfully shirtless, wearing only a pair of dark-blue boxer briefs. Of course, they leave zero to the imagination, showing off his deep “V”.

“Good morning,” he says, staring at me with those intense eyes. “Where are you off to so early?”

I don’t trust myself to look at him again. “Morning,” I mumble. I grab my keys from the counter and turn to leave. “Working a half-day. I’ll be home later.”

“But it’s your day off.”

“Matilda asked if I could cover a few hours.”

I feel a gentle hand on my wrist, stopping me. When I risk a look back, the intensity in his gaze isn’t lessened by the softness there. “Hey, I don’t want to fight with you. Forget about work, we need to talk about this. About us.”

“Not now we don’t. I’m going to be late.”

He’s still holding my hand, and I have yet to pull away. To be honest, I love the contact. The soft way his thumb strokes my skin sends shivers racing down my spine. The heat from last night is still there, brimming beneath the surface.

“Fine,” Cal says, staring me down. “We’ll talk later then. I’m not letting you get off that easy.”

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