Faking It (Single Dad Fake Marriage Box Set#1-5) by J.J. Bella

Author:J.J. Bella [Bella, J.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-18T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

I couldn't believe the plan that I'd hatched. Sure, it would work if we stuck to it, but a fake marriage? That was a little beyond the pale. But there was no other way. I'd screwed up big time by getting involved in a student, and now Roxanne and I were both going to pay the price by having to partake in a ridiculous charade for the next couple of months. I was right, however, in that if we can just make it through the rest of the semester, we'd be out of the clear. After all, you can't really fault a man for calling of an engagement, can you?

That weekend, I hired a team of movers to bring over the contents of Roxanne's tiny apartment. There wasn't much: just a few pieces of Ikea furniture, her clothes, and boxes of books. I couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia as I looked over her belongings; it reminded me of my own years as an undergrad, eating ramen noodles, buying used books, and studying into the night.

"This can be your room," I said, leading Roxanne to one of the guest bedrooms in the house.

"Pretty swanky," she said, looking over the high-ceilinged room, the French windows opened up to the long green span of the backyard beyond. "This whole house is a lot more than what I'd expect for a professor."

"Oh, really?" I said, raising my eyebrows. "What, you expect me to live in a library or something?"

"No," she said, taking a seat on the large four-post bed, "just that it's pretty big. And nice."

"Rosemary, my former fiancée, loved this old Victorian style of house. We'd had our eye on this place ever since I moved here. When I had my first successes with my books, we had enough to buy this place outright, intending to start a family here and put all of this extra space to good use. Things didn't go quite that way, however."

Roxanne's expression turned to one of sympathy.

"Sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to bring up any bad memories."

"Don't worry about it," I said, leaning against the door frame. "None of those memories are bad ones."

I stood in the room, thinking about Rosemary and the time we took our first walk through the house after we'd moved in, talking happily about our plans to have a child for each of the bedrooms. We talked about names, wondering if they'd be boys or girls, imagining what sort of interests and hobbies they'd have.

But I shook my head before I became too carried away with my daydreaming.

"I almost forgot," I said.

I left the room, walking quickly across the wood floor to the study. Once there, I took one of the paintings off of the wall, revealing a safe. Flicking the dial back and forth, I put in the combination and popped the thing open. Among other important documents, I found what I was looking for: a small box of purple velvet. The item in hand, I made my way back to Roxanne's bedroom.

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