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“Perfect. I’ll be ready and waiting.”
“Perfect,” he echoed.
The trip to the store isn’t that big of an ordeal. Just like the website said, the store had the valve in stock. He was thinking the place was cursed.
Teagan was waiting just like she said she would be when he turned back into the car park of her apartment. He waited for her to lock the door and jam her keys into her pocket.
If he was the type to do so, his jaw would have dropped when she turned around.
She had on a pair of black slacks and a little cropped jumper. He could just see a peek of her belly between the hem and her waistband. She looked taller. Likely due to the heels she was wearing. Her hair was long and wavy, and as she neared the truck, he could see she’d put on makeup as well. Not a lot, but she never wore much.
Makeup. Never wore muchmakeup. She didn’t wear it at all around the apartment. Not that Jaxon could see much of a difference then, but she seemed to think there was.
His eyes felt like they were about to pop out of his head as she climbed into his truck, her scent wafting in with her. She smelled good. Floral, but something else too. It was pleasing, and he had to shake himself out of her scent induced stupor so he could put the truck in gear and drive it.
Because driving. Driving was a thing he had to do. Smelling his fake girlfriend like some sort of creep was not.
“You changed clothes,” he said.
She sniffed. “I glowed up for you, Jaxon. The least you could do is give me a proper compliment.”
“You didn’t glow up,” he smirked.
“Did too.”
“Glow upimplies you were lackluster to begin with. You didn’t have to do much, Teags.”
“You’re full of shit, Jaxon Lawson,” she said, laughing.
“Am I?”
“You are. Here, I thought you had something worthwhile to say, and instead, it’s a cheesy line.”
“Aline?” he laughed. “I don’t use lines. I don’t know what you’re on about.”
“Just… keep your eyes on the road, you need to signal.”
“Good God, woman.” he flipped his turn signal a little harder than he should have done. “You’re agitating. Bugging me all the time.”
“I bug because I care.”
He reached for the radio and turned it on, singing along to the song that came on for lack of anything else to say to her. He didn’t know all the words, but his horrible skill brought him through and got Teagan to shut up.
They arrived at the house and he reached for the part, slipping it out of the bag and opening the door. Teagan reached across him and flipped off his headlights, her elbow brushing against the front of his chest as she did so. She deposited the keys into his lap and opened her own door.
“I was going to grab those,” he said with a sniff.
She shrugged. “But you didn’t. So, I did.”
“Infuriating,” he grumbled, making for the house. “You could just wait for me to do it.”
“We’d be waiting all night if I were to wait on you to doanything,” she countered.
He stopped walking, staring over at her while she climbed out of the truck and shut the door.
“Considering you’ve made one-hundred percent of the moves in this relationship, I can see why you’d think that,” he said with a sniff.
“Oh really?” she shrilled, her voice only a half a step away from being a squawk. “I don’t recall you complaining atallabout our arrangement… I would have called it off if I ever thought-”
