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No one is going to believe Gage and I are really engaged. Not once they’ve had time to actually think about it. Even hismombarely believed it. The only reason those people at the fundraiser believed Gage and I were dating was because they barely know Gage. He’s just another billionaire they run into every few months at rich people events.
I suppose I could try to talk about what a sweet, kind, perfect fiancé Gage is.
The problem is, people aren’t going to forget everything Gage has done in the past several years, just because of something I say.
Actions speak louder than words.
I finish my salad dejectedly.
As we’re all walking back to the office, I notice a couple up ahead on the sidewalk. The guy buys a bouquet of cheap flowers from a street vendor and hands them to his girl.
I sigh. I bet everyone believesthat guycan fall in love.
And that’s when it hits me. Actionsdospeak louder than words.
That’s it. That’s the solution.
I walk back into the office with a spring in my step. I know exactly how to solve this problem.
Gage Crawford is damn lucky I’m his fake fiancée.
* * *
During the meetingwhen I’m supposed to be taking notes for Gage, I do a little online shopping.
By the time I get out of the meeting, a bouquet of bright red roses has been delivered to my desk.
Gage glances at the bouquet and stiffens.
I open my mouth to explain my plan, but there are too many other people in the hall.
Besides, Gage doesn’t seem to care. He strides into his office like he always does and slams the door behind him.
Is it my imagination, or did he slam the door harder than he normally does?
Whatever. Gage is a grown man. His moods are not my problem.
I start the next stage in my plan. I make a show of grinning like an idiot as I read the card. Then I briefly hold it to my chest, so that I look like a woman happily in love to anyone passing by.
No one needs to know that I ordered the flowers myself.
Twenty minutes later I get an email from Peggy.
Um, who’s sending you flowers??!! I can’t believe we spent lunch gossiping about nothing when you could have been telling us about your secret admirer.
I think carefully before I write back.Honestly, I’ve been dying to tell you. He’s so sweet. But when I got offered a job here too, he and I decided it was best to keep our relationship a secret at work so as not to cause gossip.
Her reply is instant.Wait, he works HERE??? How long have you been dating?
Honestly, good question. I do some calculations, trying to pick a believable number. I need something short enough that it's believable Gage’s employees wouldn’t know he has a girlfriend, but long enough they’ll believe it when we announce we’re engaged.
Six sexy, blissful months,I type back.
Then I close the email and click back over to the tab where I’m doing my online shopping.
I wonder what gift “Gage” should send me next. Maybe some jewelry?
Jewelry sounds good.
