Page 27 of My Fake Fiancé

When Kurt came back from walking the dogs, Evelyn and I were giggling uncontrollably and Kurt walked in with a smile. The two big golden retrievers ran over to Evelyn and me. I happily received kisses from them then stood up to go.

“Thank you so much for bringing this over,” Evelyn gestures to the containers of food sitting on the counter.

“Not a problem, Evelyn. I hope you like it.” I smile and walk over to Kurt. He slides his arm around my waist and I lean against his side.

“It was delicious, so I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.” Kurt smiles down at me then smiles at Evelyn as well.

“I’m sure I will. Thank you for walking my boys, Kurt, and thank you for bringing Juliana to our community.” I blush and give another smile. Evelyn winks at me. “She’s much better than that last girl you had over.”

“Evelyn!” I scold her in a teasing manner, then let out a laugh. Kurt looks embarrassed. I put my hand on his chest and give him a pat. I look up at him “Not that I disagree with you. Though it seems our boy’s taste has gotten much better.”

“Thanks for that, you two.” Kurt rolls his eyes then starts to make his way towards the door. “And on that note, it’s getting late so we should head back down the hall.”

“Alright. So nice seeing you, Evelyn.” I reach out and hug her. She gives me a tight squeeze before stepping back and hugging Kurt as well.

“I’ll bring back the tupperware when I’m finished.” Evelyn waves us off and shuts her apartment door behind us.

We walk back to the apartment with Kurt’s arm still around my waist. We awkwardly bump hips as we walk and end up tripping over one another right as we reach the door. Our laughs echo down the hallway and we quickly shut the door behind us so we don’t bother anyone with the noise.

Chapter 26

Juliana

After dinner most nights, we chill on the couch together. Some nights we chat while the TV is on but with the volume turned down low. Only a couple of times has Kurt brought work home and spread it out on the coffee table, tonight is one of those nights.

“You sure this is okay with you? I thought I could finish up at work but some information came in later in the day and I need to make sure this case goes well.” Kurt explains as he sorts through the files on the coffee table. He stops and looks up at me to focus on me when I respond.

“Yeah, of course, it’s fine. Why haven’t you brought home your work more often? I thought that was something that happened more.” I lean back on the couch and kick my legs up, spreading out since Kurt positioned himself on the floor.

“It kind of feels rude bringing work home while you’re here. Like being on your phone while you have company. That sort of thing.”

“Ah. Well, no, it is totally fine.” I sit quietly behind him on the couch reading a book.

I like watching him work so I look at him every so often and a few times I catch him looking back at me. We smile each time we catch the other looking. I hope I don’t distract him too much. I try to keep my eyes focused on my book but I can tell Kurt is starting to get stressed.

Kurt leans his head back, his hair brushing against my legs. He sighs softly, closing his eyes. I keep reading but automatically reach my free hand out and start rubbing his head, almost absentmindedly. He keeps his eyes closed for a few minutes and when I go to turn the page in my book, he sits up and gets back to work.

Once I’ve turned the page, I reach back out and start massaging his neck. He tilts his head forward a bit exposing more of his neck for me to reach. We sit together silently, me rubbing his neck, occasionally turning the pages while I read and Kurt sitting on the floor in front of me, preparing his argument for court.

After a while, my hand begins to cramp up so I roll my wrist a few times then go back to reading quietly beside him. I hear him clacking at his keyboard.

“Oh crap,” Kurt says, turning back to face me. “Juliana?”

“Mm?” I look up from my book and give him a small smile then a yawn escapes my mouth.

“Yeah, exactly.” Kurt laughs and gestures to my yawning. “It’s late. We need to get to bed.” Kurt shuts his laptop and stands up, stretching.

“What time is it?” I look around the apartment and realize we have a lot of lights on which is probably why neither of us noticed that it was getting late.

“Almost 2:30 in the morning.” Kurt checks his watch to confirm then nods his head. “Come on, let’s get some sleep.”

Kurt lets me use the bathroom first to wash up and get ready for bed while he puts away his work and clears off the coffee table.

When he comes back into the bedroom, I’ve just exited the bathroom wearing a long t-shirt and my pajama shorts. I squeeze his arm as I offer the bathroom to him. I climb into his comfy bed and snuggle in.

“Hey, don’t forget that the party is tomorrow,” Kurt calls from the bathroom. I grunt and turn over to look at him standing in the light of the doorway, taking a minute to admire his physique.

“How could I forget?” I ask which makes him chuckle. “You ready for your neighbors, coworkers, and whoever else shows up to completely invade our private lives? Probably snoop around the apartment.” I giggle.

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