Page 130 of Fake Game

“That’s more like it.” He shoots a set of finger guns at me.

“Go. I’ll text you later. Promise.” Deer perches on her tiptoes and I lean down as she presses a kiss to my cheek. “Seriously, go.” She grabs her giant pink suitcase and wheels it away.

I want to go after her, but I don’t want to suffocate her. If she needs some time, I’ll just have to deal with it. Somehow.

“Dude, let go of the elevator.” Aleks nudges his foot into the back of my knee, causing it to fold.

I glare at him but pull back, allowing the elevator to continue its ascent to our penthouse.

“So, you and Deer?” Parker rocks back and forth on his heels.

I ignore him.

“Oh, come on, mate. You’re not going to give us anything?”

The elevator doors open, and I grab my bags, exiting first.

“You can’t seriously tell me that after the last seventy-two hours there’s nothing going on,” he calls out.

There’s nothing for me to say because I’d never gotten a chance to talk to Deer about it;becauseof everything that had just gone on, there had been no time.

“Stevie said they’re fake dating.”

“Fake?Thatis not fake.Thatis territorial wolf mate shit.”

He’s right. This whole fake-dating thing is hanging on by a thread. A very thin gossamer thread. It didn’t have much of a leg to stand on in the first place, and now everything seems so much bigger than it.

She’s mine, no question about it.

I stop short of my room and toe off my sneakers, picking them up and carrying them and my bag inside, shutting the door behind me. I toss the duffle on the ground and then place my sneakers in their proper spot on my sneaker wall.

Maybe Deer has the right idea; the last few days have really zapped my energy. I collapse onto my bed, staring at the ceiling for a moment before pulling out my phone and tossing her a text.

ME:How’s the rotting?

DEER:Commencing shortly. I had to prep first

ME:u have to prep?

DEER:duh

DEER:blankets, games, food, drinks, the works – all within three feet of me

DEER:if I have to leave my bed at all, I’ll cryyyy

DEER:THAT’S A JOKE BTW

ME:lmao well if you need any room service…

DEER:oooh what’re u offering?

ME:what do u want?

DEER:;) I can think of a few things

ME:naughty girl

DEER::P

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