Page 17 of Last Minute Fiancé

“Congratulations.”

I froze at Harrington-Wells III’s voice behind me, and slowly turned, my palms going sweaty. If my morning sickness hit, I was going to throw up all over Travis.

But I plastered a smile on my face and looked at my boss.

“Oh, thank you.”

“Look at that, our top two competitors for the promotion both getting engaged and bringing their future spouses to the retreat. As if this was kismet. I couldn’t have written this script better myself. I cannot wait to meet both of your fiancés. I already know Dory’s father, and he’s such a great guy. I can’t wait to get to know your fiancé too. Luca, is it?”

I nodded as Travis gloated about his fiancée.

He was probably really engaged to her. A real woman, with a real engagement, and a real engagement ring.

I was a liar. A big fat liar.

And now I needed to convince Luca to lie with me.

Oh yes. Because asking Luca to lie for me while we were still not talking about the very large baby-shaped elephant in the room was totally going to work out.

And as if on cue, nausea hit, but I ignored it.

Just long enough for me to break away and run to the bathroom and vomit up all of my mistakes and whatever I had eaten for lunch.

Luca was going to hate this.

I really needed to find a way to make him agree anyway.

I was screwed.

ChapterFive

Luca

“Thank you so much, Dr. Cassidy. I don’t know what Rocco and I would’ve done without you.” Mrs. Braverman reached out and gripped my hand. I smiled at her and the tiny teacup poodle in her arms. Rocco, adorable with his pristine haircut and wide eyes, lifted a single lip at me.

I smiled at the seven-year-old dog, knowing that if I blinked, the dog would try to rip my face off. Not because it was rabid or mean, but because it felt like it.

Rocco was a jerk, but he was cute. And Mrs. Braverman kept the foul beast away from children and other small animals.

She did not keep Rocco away from large dogs who were just trying to protect their owner.

I loved the German shepherd out in the lobby, and Jones would soon be inside, shaking because he was afraid of needles, and I would take care of him too. But first, I needed to get Rocco out of the building so Jones was safe.

German shepherd, meet tiny teacup poodle from hell.

It was just my life.

“Now, let’s get you out through the side door, so you can easily access your car.”

“Oh, you’re right. That would be smart. There are just such big dogs out there. And cats.” She snarled the last word.

I made a non-committal noise, and we made our way out the side door. I had already handled the paperwork with her, as well as payment, so we didn’t have to deal with any other animals.

I got Mrs. Braverman and Rocco safe inside her car, with Rocco giving me the evil eye over her shoulder the entire time. I was still behind a bit and had a full schedule. It didn’t matter that I had gotten in early to get through paperwork and had worked through lunch—all I did these days was work.

“Dr. Cassidy? Jones is ready.”

“Room four?” I asked. My tech smiled and pointed that way.

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