Page 58 of Pretend Girlfriend

I pointed at the bathroom. “Go.”

He turned and tossed the pillow aside, then went into the bathroom. But not before I got a nice long look at the way his boxers hugged his chiseled ass. He also had that wonderful V-shaped back, his broad shoulders thick with muscle.

As soon as I was alone, I stared at the beds in the room. There were two of them, just like I had confirmed when checking in yesterday, but the bed on the right was totally untouched.

Did we…?

I took mental stock of my body. I was a little sore, but that was probably from Theo. And when I pulled back the bedsheets, I couldn’t see any stains.

Whew. We didn’t have sex.

But for a few weird seconds, it didn’t bother me that we might have.

I glanced at the bedside table. My phone had a huge crack in the bottom corner. Not enough to make it unusable, but enough to be annoying.

Thanks a lot, drunk Joanna.

After getting dressed, Landon and I left the room to meet everyone for breakfast in the dining room. We walked in silence until we got off the elevator on the ground floor.

“Last night,” Landon said slowly. “Did we…”

“We did not,” I said carefully. “I don’t remember what happened last night, but I’m fairly certain you and I didn’t do anything.”

He nodded. “I’m pretty sure we…” Landon trailed off as we passed a man sleeping on one of the couches in the lobby. “We went back to the room and passed out. But the details are fuzzy.”

“Why did you sleep in the same bed as me? We got two beds for a reason!”

“You slept in the same bed as me,” he insisted. “I was already in bed. You came out of the bathroom and threw yourself face-down onto the bed next to me. You refused to move.”

“Why didn’t you switch beds?”

“Because I was already comfy!” he snapped back. “Besides, I was drunk. I barely remember any of this.”

“I haven’t been that drunk in a very long time,” I said with a groan. “I need coffee, aspirin, and pancakes. In whatever order I can find them.”

“What about Teddy?” Landon asked.

A jolt of panic ran through my body. “What about Teddy?” Landon couldn’t know that we’d slept together, could he? What if Austin had told him? I felt my entire plan circling the drain.

“You thought I was him in bed this morning,” Landon revealed. “You said, and I quote, you feel good, Theo.”

I felt a moment of relief, but then a new kind of panic. “Are you sure I said that? I don’t remember saying that.”

Landon gave me a sideways glance. “You’re normally a good liar, Joanna. Which is why I know you’re lying right now.”

My brain wasn’t working. I couldn’t think of what to say. Stupid alcohol!

“Landon…” I began.

He stopped and blocked my path just outside the dining room. “Listen. It’s not a big deal.”

I gave a start. “It’s not?”

“You were drunk and had a sex dream about the Best Man. It’s fine. He’s a good looking guy.”

“That’s… exactly what happened. Yes. I had a sex dream about him.” It wasn’t exactly a lie. I’d had numerous sexy dreams about Theo.

Was that a flash of jealousy in Landon’s almond eyes? If so, it was gone in a second, replaced by a smile. “As long as you kept up appearances during the reception, I don’t care what you muttered in your sleep.”

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