The Boss's Fake Fiancee by Inara Scott

Author:Inara Scott
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: fake fiancée, Star Wars, asperger’s, fiancé, high tech, Entangled Publishing, romantic comedy, Indulgence, boss, Inara Scott, SoHo, billionaire, employee, New York City, autism, contemporary romance, science
Publisher: Entangled Publishing (Indulgence)
Published: 2012-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The next morning, clad in an oversized T-shirt and light flannel pajama pants, Melissa wandered into the living room, squinting in the morning sun. She’d been disappointed to find Garth gone when she woke up, but also relieved to have the chance to brush her teeth and her hair before she saw him again.

No reason to be nervous. You just had sex—people do it all the time.

Despite her internal warning, her heart still skipped when she saw him sitting in his favorite chair, busily typing on his laptop. He had a dark shadow on his jaw and his hair was tousled with sleep. She waited for him to say something, but he did not, so she kept walking into the kitchen.

Don’t be offended. He’s finishing up an email.

But she couldn’t help but be irritated a moment later, when she realized there was only a splash of coffee left in the pot, not nearly enough for her to have an entire cup.

“Typical man,” she muttered.

Melissa started a fresh pot of coffee. The kitchen window looked out onto the backyard, and she stared at the white-frosted tips on the individual blades of grass while the coffee burbled into the pot.

Nothing changed last night. You didn’t fall in love, and neither did he.

But couldn’t he at least wave at her when she entered the room?

She pulled the loaf of bread they’d bought the day before from its paper bag and then rifled through the drawers until she found a serrated knife.

Sure, he turned you into a quivering mass of jelly, and then did it again halfway through the night. Whatever. You were sex-starved. He probably isn’t as good as you imagined.

No one is.

She realized she was waiting for him to come in the room and acknowledge her. But that was stupid. She was acting like the same, silly girl who’d fallen for Mark Venshiner.

Not this time.

She pulled the half-carton of eggs they’d bought the day before from the fridge and rinsed an old cast-iron skillet. She added a pad of butter and set the skillet on the electric stove, waiting for it to grow hot, becoming more determined with every passing second to ignore Garth just as squarely as he was ignoring her.

They’d had a one-night stand, she reminded herself. They were not on their way to a glorious affair, no matter how it might have felt. No matter that, after making love downstairs, they’d taken a slow, hot shower together, and then ended up tangled in each other’s arms in Garth’s bed. After waking her at two in the morning for a second round, Garth had passed out while Melissa stared at his sleeping form, mystified that so much passion could lurk inside such a quiet, controlled man. Still, there had been no exchange of tender words and no false promises. Melissa didn’t expect there to be. He had been perfectly clear about what would follow and she’d jumped in bed with him willingly.

Hell, she’d encouraged it.

But he had pulled her against him, spoon fashion, as they fell asleep.

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