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"Okay." He proceeded to towel-dry his hair as the rest of the water dripped off his glorious body onto the tiled floor.
I peered down. "Um…"
"You want something else?" he asked, grinning.
"No," I said, backing out of the room. "No, I do not."
I closed the door and flopped down on the bed, exhausted. I'd never lied so much as I had just then.
* * *
"Since we're being followed, we should take advantage of it." Kyle was dressed in camouflage shorts and a Hawaii T-shirt.
For some reason, I found that combination mouth-watering. I followed him with my eyes as he paced restlessly. "Okay."
He looked at me with mild surprise.
If we were going to go out and put on a show, that meant I got to feel his hands on me for the rest of the day. That meant kissing all over town. That meant all the things I wanted—well, most of the things I wanted—without having to feel conflicted and guilty about it. It would also give me the opportunity to work on him about going to work for Pierce. I hadn't had the heart to broach the topic yet this morning, but I needed to.
"I mean, we absolutely should." I stood eagerly. "We don't see your father again until tomorrow. There's no way they can trace us to him today."
He held out his hand to me, and I took it, excitement coursing through me. Mine for the day. I was surprised by the thread of sadness that laced the thought.
This was just for now, but I wanted more.
I wanted more, and I could never have it.
* * *
Either Boston was a romantic city, or it was just us. As the day progressed, I couldn't tell anymore, and it seemed to matter less and less.
First we went to breakfast at an outdoor cafe on Newbury Street. We had fresh orange juice, tomato-and-spinach eggs Benedict, and cheese-covered grits.
"I hope nobody gets a shot of this food," I said through a delicious mouthful. "Lucas'll have a fit."
"You ran six miles today." Kyle leaned over and kissed me quickly. Heat shot through me, and his eyes searched mine. "Remember?"
I nodded and leaned back over to kiss him again. I was taking this further than I should, but I couldn't help myself. He was only mine for right now. I pulled back and he was still looking at me the same way, his eyes searching mine.
"You going for an Oscar today?"
I shrugged. "Something like that. Maybe a Golden Globe."
After breakfast, we wandered the city streets with his arm draped over me. Going for a walk for him like this was an event. Every part of my body tingled be
cause I was next to him, his body pressed against mine. I'd never felt this before—this alive, aware of every second—and I didn't want it to end. I clung to him all day, knowing that when he wasn't next to me anymore, it would hurt.
We went to Faneuil Hall and watched the street performers, then we headed into the park and watched the children ride the carousel. Unlike LA, Boston didn't house many celebrities. No one seemed to recognize me, and I welcomed the anonymity. At one point we stopped at a tiny restaurant for raw oysters, clam chowder, and Bloody Marys.
Kyle threw his arm around me again as we sauntered back to the hotel that afternoon.
"This has been the perfect day. I don't want it to end," I said and leaned against him.
"Then let's not let it end, yet." His lips twitched into a smile. "Did you bring a dress?"
I nodded.
"Good. Then let's go take showers and get ready to go out. I'm taking my beautiful fake-girlfriend on a proper date."
