Page 129 of The Baby Twist
“Okay.” I stood up. “I have to get ready for dinner.” I walked down the stairs and to my room.
I couldn’t help but feel disappointed. I knew he made it clear that I would live my life and he would live his, but what the hell was the big deal about attending a wedding with me? I had to go to this stupid dinner with him and pretend to be his wife. This arrangement was going to be a lot harder than I thought it would be.
Chapter Fourteen
Miles
It didn’t matter if I pulled this off or not. All I had to do was stay married for one year, and there wasn’t a damn thing my uncle could do.
When Stella emerged from her room, and I turned around, my heart beat faster as I stared at her beauty.
“You look beautiful.” I smiled.
“Thank you. I’m ready to go if you are.”
I placed my phone in my pocket, and we headed to where Sean awaited us with the car.
“I’m a little nervous.” She glanced at me.
“Don’t be,” I said, taking hold of her hand. “We got this.” The corners of my mouth lifted as I gave her a wink.
When we walked through the doors of Tavern on the Green, the hostess took us to the table where my aunt and uncle were waiting for us.
“Hello, Miles.” My Aunt Gabby stood and hugged me.
“Hello, Aunt Gabby.”
“Miles.” My Uncle Ben nodded, extending his hand. “I didn’t know you were bringing anyone with you.”
“Aunt Gabby. Uncle Ben. I’d like you to meet my wife, Stella.”
Immediately, his eyes diverted to our ring fingers.
“Excuse me?” He cocked his head. “Your wife?”
“Oh, dear, Miles. When did this happen?” My aunt asked with surprise.
“Yesterday. Stella, this is my Uncle Ben and Aunt Gabby.”
“It’s nice to meet you both.” She smiled as we sat down across from them.
“What are you up to, Miles?” My uncle’s eyes narrowed.
“I’m up to nothing, Uncle Ben. I met Stella in Vegas, and it was love at first sight. We spent the weekend together, and I fell in love and wanted to make her my wife.” I smiled.
“Bullshit,” he said.
“Ben, please.” My aunt placed her hand on his arm.
“It’s very nice to meet you, Stella. Welcome to the family.” My aunt smiled, reaching across the table and placing her hand on Stella’s.”
“You were in the office yesterday, and I didn’t see a ring on your finger.” My uncle glared at me.
“I didn’t wear it because I wanted it to be a surprise.” I grinned.
The waiter walked over and took our drink order. I needed that drink, and I needed it now.
“Stella is fully moved into my penthouse, and we’re very happy. Isn’t that right, baby?” I took hold of her hand.
