Second Chance Bride_A Fake Fiancee Romance by Samantha West

Author:Samantha West [West, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-24T18:00:00+00:00

15

Jason

“Spread your legs.”

It’s so clinical. It’s so rote. There’s no romance to it at all.

I’m standing on a little platform in the back of a crowded, bustling suit shop with low ceilings and dark wooden paneling about twenty miles up the shore. The guy sizing me throws the measuring tape over his shoulders and brushes something off my back.

I put my hands on my hips and spread my legs apart slightly, keeping them straight. Cynthia is standing in the corner, chewing on the end of a straw in her iced coffee and scribbling in her notebook with an intensity somewhere between maniacal and purely manic.

“Relax, son,” the guy with the tape measure says, drawing a length of it between his fingers. He puts one end at my hip and drops the other down to my ankle, jotting something down on an ancient notebook perched on the edge of a table covered with scraps of fabric.

“You actually look really good,” Cynthia says as a seamstress in a long black dress squeezes past her.

I regard myself in the mirror, tipping a chin up and straightening my t-shirt at the hem.

I look tired. I look worn down - and I brought this on myself. Six months on the road without adequate sleep can wear down on a person, and it catches up with you fast. One day, you’re signing up to do something you’re super pumped for, and what seems like the very next day, you’re lamenting what’s become of your early twenties.

I know it’s a cliche to say I’m too old for this shit - but I’m too old for this shit.

I catch Cynthia’s eye in the mirror. She smiles and buries her pen in her notebook again, her eyes scanning quickly across the page.

What the hell is she writing?

I mean, I know she’s doing research, and that means tagging along with me for a few errands I have to run today. She’s been following the pageant, and now that the lede story seems to be me and Cassie, that means she has to put together profiles on both of us.

“Thanks,” I say to Cynthia, raising an eyebrow slightly and trying my hardest to hide my annoyance.

I really can’t blame her for busting in on me and Cassie - this woman is just doing her job, even though she’s cockblocked me at least once in the past few days.

But it’s more than just that.

It’s more than just what I’m here to do. It’s more than my job. It’s more than being a professional, it’s more than just helping Cassie.

Falling into this crazy thing with Cassie feels like nothing at all and everything in the world - natural and easy, but overdue and like pure damn destiny. She kept me going when I was away, and even though it was nothing to her - we only exchanged texts like old friends, checking in on the mundane happenings of our days - I always felt drawn back to her.

This fake engagement just feels like the most genuine thing that’s happened to me in a long damn time.

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