Chapter One
“How could I be falling for a man who doesn’t even know my real name?” Tears spilled down my cheeks as I squeezed my phone to my ear.
“Babe. You listen to me.” Lolita sighed. “Memphis is you. She’s every bit you.”
“No, she’s not. I’m not.” I punched the pillow on the bed beside me. “Oh, God, see how stupid it is?” I wiped a tear that teetered on my top lip.
“Jane, Memphis comes from you. Putting on a wig and makeup doesn’t change who you are. Somehow, somewhere inside you is Memphis. When you let her, she’s gradually sneaking out.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve seen a change in you. You’re much more confident. You’re finally seeing a sexy side to youthat’s beenburied for too bloody long. You’re having fun, and that’s a good thing.”
We sat in silence as I stewed over what she’d said.
“Tell me what you like about Hunter.”
A smile teased my lips as I pictured my hunky chocolatier. “He’skind. And funny. We laugh together. He just seems like areallynice man.”
“He sounds like a good guy.”
“He is a good guy, and I feel dreadful for deceiving him.”
“All right, here’s what you’re going to do.” I imagined Lolly crossing her legs in a traditional yoga pose. “You’re going to put your wig back on and dress in something normal—something Jane would wear. Tone down your makeup a bit, too, but not too much. Thenyou’re going tohave coffee with him and get to know him more.”
“I don’t know . . .”
“Babe. You’ve done nothing wrong. You’re a single woman having fun. Besides, Hunter is doing the same thing. He’s just had sex with a complete stranger, too.”
I blinked. “Yes, that’s true.”
“Exactly. So, if you think you’re doing something wrong,thenheis too.”
“I hadn’t even thought about it that way.” I rubbed my right eye. “Except, I’m in disguise.”
“Adisguise that he thinks is smoking hot. I bet he’d want you to do it all over again too.”
I giggled. “It was fun.”
“Of course, it’s fucking fun. Now go and have breakfast withhim, and find out who this hot guyreallyis.”
My stomach did little flips. I really do want to know Hunter better, and not just in the bedroom. “Okay.”
“Good, and ring me later and tell me all about it.”
I slipped off the covers and sat on the edge of the bed. “I will. Thank you. Love you.”
“Love you too, babe.”
I ended the call and placed the phone on the bedside table. The time on the clock indicated I had ten minutes to meet Hunter’s deadline.
I strode to the bathroom, a new woman on a new mission.
With the hair dryer on full blast, I driedboth my hair and mywet wig as best asI could.I’m so lucky I’d bought this quality wig, or our steamy shower sex would have been a disaster.
I tucked my hair up again and styled the wig to its former cute style. I applied foundation, ensuring all my freckles, and made surethat damn love bite was hidden. I still couldn’t believe that sexy sportsman had given me a hickey without me knowing.
With that issue sorted, I played with my eyeliner and mascara until they gave me the cat-eye lookthat Iliked, and I finished my makeup with a touch of eye shadow.