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“You’ve had a bad day, I’ve had a bad day. We deserve a drink, right?”

I raised my brow, not knowing what the hell I was about to get into but also not willing to walk away. Not yet. “Yeah. We do.”

“Then play along.”

She pulled her hand away, and I gritted my teeth together to keep myself from holding it captive, reluctantly allowing it to slip from my grasp. She wiggled the one ring she was wearing off her pointer finger and held it out.

“What do you want me—”

Her eyes quickly flickered around the room for a brief second before she let go of the ring, and it dropped to the floor. It bounced a couple of times, and my instant reaction was to grab it before it rolled away, so I crouched down, placing my hand over it as it spun, trapping it in my palm.

“Oh my goodness!” Her delighted gasp jerked my attention back to her. She stood over me with her hand over her mouth and what looked like tears in her eyes. “Yes! So much, yes!”

The people around us began to turn to see what was happening, and a wave of excited screams and hoots and hollers spread like wildfire through the crowd.

And it was then I realized what was happening.

Me on my knee.

Holding a ring she’d just dropped to the floor.

Was this a fucking publicity stunt?

Did she know who I was all along, and this was her way of using me to get some kind of fucking fame?

“Free drinks for the newly engaged couple,” someone called over the fervent murmur of the crowd, and I glanced over to see the bar staff with wide grins, a couple of the girls even standing on the bar applauding.

I looked back up at her, this time seeing worry replace the confidence I’d seen moments ago. She took a step back, and I knew she was getting ready to run, thinking she’d messed this up. So before she could escape, I reached out and grabbed her hand, swallowing back every little voice screaming in my head that this was a bad idea as I slipped the ring onto her finger.

I knew malice.

And there wasn’t a drop of it on her face.

The woman actually thought I had no money and was trying to help me get a drink because I’d had a shitty day. I’d been around a many beautiful women with a lot of great attributes, but this one, I’d take that any fucking day.

I got to my feet and gently tugged her toward me, pulling her into my arms while the crowd exploded in praise. “What the fuck just happened?” I asked, my mouth brushing against her ear while I suddenly realized just how small she was. Barely five foot three, if I had to guess, but the way she tucked into my chest felt like a perfect fucking fit.

What the fuck am I doing?

She pulled back, her bottom lip once again caught between her teeth. “I think we just got engaged?” she answered, for the first time since we’d met, sounding a little nervous. “You still wanna have that drink?”

This was fucked up.

It was batshit crazy.

And maybe it was just what I needed.

“Do I get to at least know the name of my new fiancée?”

She let out a breath, her body relaxing as if she’d been preparing for me to reject her. “Cass. My name’s Cassidy.”

“Drake,” I replied, pressing my hand to my chest before holding it out to her. “Come on, let’scelebrate.”

CASSIDY

“Congratulations, guys,” the bartender said with a grin as she placed our drinks on the table. We’d moved to a booth in a quiet corner of the bar to escape the endless well-wishers. “We don’t get much of that kind of stuff here. It’s so exciting. Let me know if you want anything else… on the house.”

“Thank you so much, you’ve already made this so special.” I beamed, wrapping my fingers around the stem of the tall wine glass.

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