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Then what?
It’s not going to solve anything. I’m going to wake up tomorrow with a hangover, but my reality won’t have changed.
Scrubbing my face with my hands, I sigh loudly.
I’m fine. I’m okay. All I need to do is go back to being the man I was before Harper. Now that our contract is over, I can just forget that she ever existed.
“Yes,” I nod like it’s the best plan I’ve ever come up with. “I can forget her.”
A mirthless, mocking chuckle that I don’t recognize escapes my lips.
Who am I kidding? There’s no way I can forget about her. I’m doomed, that’s it.
Doomed.
Chapter 27
Harper
"Miss Quinn!”
I’m accosted by a reporter as soon as I walk back into the hall, and I brace myself preparing for the barrage of questions he’s about to ask.
After all, this is the event everyone has been waiting for, although they didn’t know that.
The reporter grins as he gets closer and then stretches out his hand, which I accept.
“Good evening. I’m Gerald. With the Evening Times. I met your fiancé earlier, and we had quite the conversation.”
Oh?
I cock my head, suddenly interested in the interview.
Gabriel and I haven’t seen each other all night. If you don’t count the one time we bumped into each other and he was whisked away seconds later. But not before he kissed me on the cheek and said he had something to tell me later.
The only reason I haven’t had the chance to steal my fiancé away and kiss him in the cover of the hallway’s darkness is because I’ve been making sure everything is going smoothly and he’s been playing the perfect host.
We just might be Yin and Yang if I do say so myself, perfectly balanced opposites.
“Mind if I ask you a few questions?”
I wave my hand. “Go ahead.”
“This event,” Gerald says, “it was hush-hush. No one knew about it before tonight, and I’m sure months or even years of work was put into it. Can you share with us how your team was able to keep it under wraps?”
A fake engagement is the answer that first comes to mind and I laugh softly as I remember how against it I was when Gabriel brought up the idea.
Then, in the middle of it all, I fell in love with him. I’d like to think that I was in love from the start, but I knew it when he slipped the ring on my finger.
“You seem happy,” Gerald comments.
My smile drops. And then I pick up a tamer one.
“Of course,” I nod. “You said it yourself. We put time and money into making this happen and managed to do it under a shroud of secrecy. I played a small part in making that happen.”
Someone taps me on the shoulder and I exchange brief pleasantries with a familiar face before turning back to Gerald again.
“Is it true that you’re getting married soon?”
