Page 38 of Fake for 7 days

"An accident? And that makes you smile? That's at least as annoying as this." Don was understandably puzzled.

"Well, a pretty hot woman rear-ended me..." I licked my lips at the thought of Isabella.

"Aha!" Don grinned.

"Then I happened to see her again when I had the meeting with Donovan Hayden Ellesmere. To be precise, she crashed it. She just kissed me, and now Abigail's father is pretty pissed at me."

"She ruined your business deal."

"Yep."

"And you say that so calmly? Even calmer than the thing with the accident?" Don looked increasingly incredulous.

"Well..." I said.

"You spent the night with her," Don stated.

I didn't answer. At the memory of the past night, my cock began to throb slightly again.

"Was it worth it? After all, you lost a huge deal." Don persisted. He knew me well enough to know that normally under these circumstances, I'd be climbing the walls with rage.

"We're engaged," I grinned now.

"WHAT???? You swore you'd never get involved with a woman again!!" Don was now completely confused.

"Well, we're not really engaged. That was just a joke. But as luck would have it, I do need a fiancée now. I just told you about that."

"I don't understand anything anymore," Don said.

"Look, it's simple: Tonight I'm meeting Isabella Abbott. I'll offer her the chance to accompany me to Cameron's wedding. In return, I'll be generous in settling the accident damage. This way, I'll get rid of the trouble with my grandmother, and Isabella is really someone you can have a looot of fun with." My cock was now throbbing a bit stronger than before. It would love to have fun again right away.

"And after the wedding?"

"Isabella and I will just go our separate ways." I shrugged. What else could I say? I had sworn never to get involved with a woman again. I would stick to that. I wanted fun, not trouble.

"And your grandmother? What will she say when you suddenly show up without a fiancée again?"

"I'll worry about that when the time comes. I'll think of something. Isabella will have to go abroad for a while or something like that."

Don looked at me skeptically. As he was about to respond, Tony suddenly appeared on a quad between the trees. He stopped in front of us and jumped off the seat.

"Hey, I thought you guys were already on your way back. Let me take a look at it right away."

"We're heading back now," I replied and took a step towards Tony. "We just waited to make sure you take good care of the quad."

"Of course," Tony said casually. "That's part of my job."

"You should take it more seriously from now on. Cameron must not win the race under any circumstances, you hear! My quad needs to be technically flawless."

"We have plenty of time until the race. By then, this thing will run like a dream. It won't be the technology's fault if you lose." Tony grinned.

"I don't lose!" I growled, put on my helmet, and sat down at the controls of Don's quad. Don took his place behind me.

"Cameron won't stand a chance," Don shouted in my ear as I started the engine. "But you should be careful with this engagement. That can always backfire."

I accelerated and the roar of the engine prevented any further conversation between us.

There was nothing more to say.

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