The Fake Date (Brides of Beaufort Book 4) by Jess Mastorakos

Author:Jess Mastorakos [Mastorakos, Jess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

I pulled up next to the curb in front of Lyndi’s bungalow Friday morning, eager to get this show on the road. The sooner we got to New Orleans, the sooner we could put on a good show for my pops. And the sooner we did that, the sooner we could take care of her family. Then we could let this whole thing fizzle into a fake long-distance relationship, and eventually be done with it altogether.

Halfway to the front door, I paused, jamming my hands in my pockets. This was insane. Why hadn’t I just let Ms. Hattie attempt to set Lyndi up with her son? Why had I played right into her hand by interjecting? I could have let that relationship go nowhere fast, and Lyndi and I would still be hovering around each other’s worlds, neither one of us intending to step in for our own reasons.

But now? Now I was picking her up to take her to my childhood home for the weekend. To meet my pops and let her see a side of me I didn’t show anyone. Why was this a better idea?

Almost like she knew I was here, Lyndi opened the door and poked her head out. “Morning.”

I forced my feet to move toward her as she heaved a carry-on sized suitcase onto the porch. “Morning. I got this.”

Her lips flattened into a tight line as I picked up the bag. “Thanks.”

“Be honest, how many books are in here?”

“Only a couple,” she said with a laugh. “But don’t ask me to tell you how many are on my Kindle, because I’m pretty sure you don’t wanna know.”

“You’re probably right.” We headed toward the car, and I popped the trunk, placing her bag inside before closing it with a thud. “You ready for this?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

I moved past her to open the passenger door, ignoring the way the familiar scent of her fruity body wash made my brain light up. “Don’t sound so excited.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, pausing to look at me before she lowered herself into her seat. “I don’t mean to be a downer. This might be fun. Normally, I love to travel.”

I snorted and closed her door, then went to my side and got in. “Normally, you love to travel … but you don’t think you will with me?”

“No, it’s not that. I guess it’s just because I’ve always traveled with Layla, and we have our routines and stuff. I always know what to expect.”

I pulled away from the curb and started the turn-by-turn directions on the car’s large screen. “Well, feel free to boss me around as needed. I’m great at taking orders.”

“I’m sure you are.”

“Oh, and if you need anything, check the glove box.”

She quirked a brow and reached forward, opening it to find tiny water bottles, candy, breath mints, tissues, meds for motion sickness, and a few other random comforts.

“Is your car always stocked for a road trip?”

“I take them a lot for business, remember? Plus, I like to have some extra amenities on hand for my clients.

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