Page 59 of Accidentally Falling for My Fake Wife

My eyes search the field for number ninety-two, but it’s difficult to see numbers on jerseys from up here unless you have binoculars. For the first time in my life, I wish I was closer to the field to see Adam.

“Awfully quiet over there, Suse. Looking for someone?” Brie nudges me with her hip, a mischievous grin lining her lips.

She’s catching on that I’m not talking, but it won’t be the last time she brings it up. I won’t be able to keep the truth concealed much longer.

But I’m finding that I don’t want to anymore.

Thirty minutes later, I’m outside the locker room again. This time, instead of hoping the person I’m with won’t be a total fanboy, I’m waiting for my husband to come out.

My husband.

Shivers run through my body when I imagine the look in Adam’s eyes when he sees me with his jersey on. He didn’t ask me to wear it, but I know he wanted me to, especially after his reaction to me wearing Duncan James’ jersey.

A few days after the hockey game, I came home to see a Wolverines jersey thrown over the kitchen chair. When I turned it over, the name Daniels was on the back.

I never thought a possessive man would be attractive. But that jersey was a not-so-subtle way of him telling me that I was his. It turns out I like being considered his.

A lot.

Adam walks through the doors and my knees go weak. His hair is still damp and full of waves. I watch him laughing and joking as he talks to Darius. His smile has his dimple popping, and my breath catches.

“Yeah, you kissed him.” Brie whispers in my ear with a giggle.

Just then, Adam’s gaze finds mine, and my heart starts to race. His eyes slowly look down at the number on my jersey. When his gaze slams into mine again, I swear that the heat burning there makes the brown look like melted chocolate.

My stomach flutters just as that silly grin appears on my face again.

“Great game today!” Brie says. She’s watching every move we make. The look on her face speaks volumes of what she’s assuming.

“Thanks, Brie.” Adam gives her a grin. “I must say it felt good beating my brother.”

He turns back to me, and the corner of his lip lifts. “Hi.”

That one word has every nerve ending in my body tingling. “Hi.”

He leans forward, sandalwood surrounding me, and whispers. “There is nothing like having your wife wear your jersey for the world to see.”

He lingers by my ear, making me wonder if he’s thinking about kissing as much as I am.

When he finally backs away from me it’s to find Josh and Brie kissing. A grin slides across my face, watching them.

Finally!

After completely forgetting, I recall Adam saying something about one of his teammates sending the video of Josh and Brie toTea Time. Without thinking, I rest my hand on Adam’s arm and stand on my tiptoes to whisper in his ear.

“Do you have anything to report on the ‘possible suspects’?”

He narrows his eyes and tilts his head before what I’m asking registers. He bursts out laughing, and chills run down my spine.

“There’s been a lot that’s happened since I heard that news.” Infinite emotions move through his eyes as his gaze pins me. His hand finds its way to my waist, and my breath hitches. “But if you still want to know, I can strike up a conversation about it and see what I can dig up.”

My gaze falls to his lips, and I watch them curve into a full grin. Just as I’m ready to throw all caution to the wind and kiss him, his hand falls from my waist, and he pulls out his phone.

He reads the text and then glances back at me. A disappointed smile on his face. “It’s Steve. I’m gonna meet up with him and Nicole for dinner before they head out. Will I see you later?”

I nod before turning to my brother and hisfakegirlfriend. “You two are getting very convincing.” I laugh at them.

“I’ll talk to you later, Susie.” Adam puts his hand on my shoulder, and I can’t stop the wide smile from spreading.

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