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"So, she was an old girlfriend?"
"I met her before you came on the scene. You know I have a past, Sol. You know I wasn’t a monk before we got together."
"I don’t care about your past, except when it infringes on your present, and what I saw between the two of you hinted at something more than just a man consoling a weeping woman." She looks between my eyes. "Please, Declan, tell me what she means to you, please."
"I owed someone a favor, and he called it in."
She frowns. "What’s that supposed to mean?"
"Whatever happens, whatever you hear from me next, can you promise you won’t judge me?"
"Declan"—she swallows—"Y…you’re scaring me."
"It’s not what it seems, Solene. There are forces at work here that I need time to sort out. And the fact that we haven’t spent enough time together in the last few months means you’re more inclined to believe the worst of me."
She takes a step back, but I loop my arm about her and haul her to me. "You mean everything to me, Solene. You must know that." I hold her gaze. Will her to look past the words and glean the unsaid that’s hidden between the sentences. That this is not how I wanted things to play out. That this is not how I meant for things to go down.
"I… I don’t know what to believe." She brings up her hands and clutches at the front of my shirt, "Especially when you’re not sharing all of the facts with me."
"The only fact that matters is that we are meant to be together," I insist.
"If that’s the case, why don’t you trust me enough to share everything with me?"
"Because once I tell you, you’re never going to want to look at me again."
She pales. "Declan, please, please tell me what’s happening, because my mind is building all sorts of scenarios right now."
I hold her gaze for another second and memorize the openness of her expression, the beseeching look in her eyes, the thickness of her eyelashes, the little snub nose, the obstinate jut of her chin, the way her lips part slightly, as she searches my face.
"Declan?" she whispers.
I squeeze my eyes shut and when I open them, she must see the resolution in them, for she tightens her grip on my collar. She begins to shake her head, and I know she senses what’s coming even before I say a word. I release her and wrap my fingers around her wrists and tug so her grasp falters. I curl my palms over her much smaller ones, before bringing her fingers to my mouth. I kiss her fingertips then lower her arms and step back.
"She’s my fiancée."
To find out what happens next read Declan and Solene’s second chance fake marriage romance HERE
Read Zara and Hunter’s one night stand, oops pregnancy, romance HERE
Read Isla and Liam’s, fake relationship romance HERE
Read JJ Kane and Lena’s, age gap forbidden romance HERE
Read Summer and Sinclair’s, enemies to lovers romance HERE
Read Michael and Karma’s forced proximity, Mafia romance HERE
Read an excerpt from Summer & Sinclair’s story in The Billionaire’s Fake Wife
Summer
"Slap, slap, kiss, kiss."
"Huh?" I stare up at the bartender.
"Aka, there's a thin line between love and hate." He shakes out the crimson liquid into my glass.
"Nah." I snort. "Why would she allow him to control her, and after he insulted her?"
