Page 26 of Faking the Shot

“Well yeah, and it’s true. We all know I’m lucky to be going out with Ainsley Beckett.”

This was said in a slightly louder tone that made her wonder who he was saying it to for them to hear.

“And it’s true,” he added more softly, in a tone she thought he meant only for her to hear.

“This is pretend,” she reminded him. “You are letting them know we’re taking it slow, aren’t you?”

“For sure. I got the memo.”

Huh. That comment didn’t make it sound like he was pleased to have got that memo. “Look, I was just speaking to my agent who said we could tell our friends and family or teammates or whatever to say that they can confirm the rumors are true. If you like.”

He chuckled. “Oh, I think there are some people here who would like.”

“Good.”

“Is that all?”

“Sorry, I know you have training to get to, so I don’t want to keep you any longer. But I did want to say that if you had any rules that you want me to follow then I think it’s only fair that you tell me. I know I’ve given you a lot.”

“I’m happy if you’re happy, honey.”

Endearments. Darn. Another thing she should’ve thought of. “Are you really going to call me honey?”

“I’ll call you whatever you want me to, Snugglepot.”

She laughed. “Not that.”

“Cuddlepie?”

“Or that. Where are you getting these ridiculous names from?”

“Would you believe me if I said I saw this kids’ book at a friend’s place that was named that?”

“Really?”

“Really. I kind of like it.”

“Well, I don’t.”

“You’re so bossy.”

Oh. “Sorry.”

“I kind of like that too.”

He did? Careful. Some of the things he was saying, and the way he was saying it, she was almost inclined to think he perhaps wasn’t as into the fakeness as she was. “So, I’m going to guess that means you don’t have any rules for me.”

“None that I can think of at the moment.”

“Okay. Well, if you do think of any, let me know.”

“Yes, boss.”

He meant that in a good way, right? “Oh, and I know I don’t have any right to ask this, but I just want you to promise me that you won’t fall in love with me.”

“Excuse me?”

“I promise the same. This is strictly platonic. Just two friends helping each other out, okay?”

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