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“Start being a jerk, you know, how you are naturally, so we can break up before you leave and there’s no need to do a real proposal in front of anyone.”
“Fine.”
“So, we have a deal?”
“Deal.”
TWELVE (B)
COLORADO SPRINGS, COLORADO
GEORGIA
The backseat of this town car isn’t big enough for two. The tension between Dominic and me is so damn thick and heavy that I’m seconds away from suffocating.
Since Charlie rolled up the partition miles ago, I wonder if he felt the same.
Focus, Georgia. Focus.
I wait until we’re a mile away from the resort before turning to face Dominic.
“Since you’re not supposed to do too much talking while you’re here, is there anything you want to discuss now?”
“Yes.” He clasps my left hand, and warmth jolts through my entire body. “This temporary promise ring won’t work if we’re trying to convince people that you’re mine.”
“I just started wearing this today, and it was a last minute addition to my script in the app,” I say, admiring it. “It looks like a real diamond.”
“It barely passes for cubic zirconia.” He shakes his head. “Take it off.”
“Fine.” I twist it off my finger, and he rolls down the window. Then he tosses it onto the road.
“Is there anything else?” I ask. “Do you want me to change my hairstyle for you, too?”
“I’ve always loved the way you wear your hair.” He smiles. “It’s long enough for me to pull it back whenever you finally let me have you on all fours.”
“You promised no sexual innuendos.”
“Factsaren’t innuendos.” He leans over and unbuckles my seatbelt.
I reach for the door handle, but he grabs my hand.
“I would never let my real fiancée open the car door for herself,” he says. “I’ll get it.”
As tempted as I am to resist this, to let him know that I’m the one in control, I let go as he steps out of the car.
He doesn’t walk to my side, though. Instead, he approaches the bellman and exchanges a few words before returning to the car.
Opening the door, he reaches for my hand.
“Remember, don’t say too much when we get inside,” I say. “Just smile and nod like a bobblehead doll.”
He laughs as we walk up the steps.
“Welcome back home, Miss Georgia,” the bellman says.
“Thank you, Benny.”
He ushers us inside, and a scene from my worst nightmare comes to life.
