Page 90 of The Match Faker

Liam going down on me.

Liam fucking me on the kitchen counter.

Then in the shower.

Jesus Christ.

Just like I’d hoped, the man had given me the best sex of my life.

And that was why I knew I was screwed.

Because this couldn’t go anywhere. Liam wasn’t into relationships. He didn’t even live in this country. This was supposed to be fake. And yet, I’d never felt more connected to anyone in my life.

I tossed the duvet off, sat at the edge of the bed, then groaned. I really wished I didn’t like him.

After showering and getting dressed, I headed to the kitchen to grab a banana. I was starving, but didn’t have time to eat anything more substantial. Thanks to our third ‘workout’ in the early hours of this morning, I’d slept through my alarm, so I was already late.

As I stepped into the kitchen, I gasped.

On the island was a pretty pink flower in a glass vase with a note.

Morning!

Sorry I had to leave without saying goodbye, but you were sleeping so peacefully.

Just in case you don’t have time to make breakfast, I made you this fruit salad and fresh orange juice.

Will text later xx

Wow. No man had ever made me breakfast. That was so sweet. He’d even put the fruit salad in a container so I could take it to work, which was really thoughtful. My heart melted like ice cream over hot apple pie.

Speaking of apple pie, I’d just realised that Liam had placed the container and flower in the exact spot that I’d sat on the island last night.

A flashback of Liam fucking me popped into my brain and my body tingled. I should give the island a good wipe. I didn’t know if his cleaner was coming today, and even if she was, leaving her to do it didn’t seem right.

My phone chimed. When I saw it was Liam, my stomach flipped. There were several messages from Trudy from last night too.

I quickly opened her texts first just to check she was okay. She’d messaged to ask how the interview went. Once I’d fired off a reply to say I’d fill her in at the office, I clicked on to Liam’s message.

My Hot Boyfriend

Just checking you’re awake! I know you don’t like to be late.

Me

Just in the kitchen. Thanks so much for breakfast!

My Hot Boyfriend

Welcome.

My Hot Boyfriend

BTW, don’t worry. I cleaned the island/counter with disinfectant.

He added a winky face and I burst out laughing. We may not have been in contact for years, but he knew me so well.

Me

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