Page 5 of Fake Fiancée for Dad's Best Friend
I’m quite flattered by the look because I’m sure her dad has no problem finding her a job either.
“That’s generous of you, Alex,” John says.
“Actually,” Vivian says with a bit of hesitation. “I’m looking for a summer internship for now. Do you think…?”
“Absolutely,” I say. “I’ll be glad to have you.”
“Thanks! I’ll start on Monday!”
“Vivian!” John chides his daughter. “You still need to go through the interview process first.”
I chuckle, pleased by Vivian’s eagerness to work for me. “No problem. Come to my office on Monday, and I’ll give you an interview and set you up for a position.”
Vivian squeals like the little girl I remember, and then unexpectedly, she hugs me and stamps a kiss on my cheek. “You’re the best, Alex!”
I’m used to the gesture because she did it quite often before. But now, after not seeing her for so many years and feeling her soft curves against me, my blood rushes south, and my manhood hardens in my pants.
I clear my throat and force more chuckles.
After dinner, Vivian excuses herself to unpack, leaving John and me in the living room.
“So,” John asks. “What brings you here? Why can’t you wait for another day?”
That reminds me of the purpose of my visit. I begged him to skip his wife’s family gathering for me.
“Well, I need help,” I say, feeling embarrassed by my request. “I need a date…actually, I need someone to pretend to be my fiancée next weekend.”
“What?” John looks amused.
“You see, last summer, my mom made me promise I would let her find me a wife if I couldn’t find someone within a year.”
John chuckles. “You’re not serious… What would she do? Surely she wouldn’t force you into a marriage with anyone you aren’t interested in?”
“That was what I thought, and I didn’t take my promise seriously until lately. She keeps pressing me for an answer, and yesterday, she told me she had a candidate in mind if I couldn’t find anyone myself.”
“Sounds like she really wants you to settle. Why not give it a try? Meet with this woman, and who knows? It might work!” John says with a shrug.
I shake my head. “The thing is, I know who she has in mind.”
John blinks for a moment and says. “No way. Trisha? I thought Karen couldn’t stand her.”
“She couldn’t. But she thinks she was responsible for our breakup, although I told her she wasn’t. She keeps trying to get us back.”
“So what are you gonna do? And how could I help you?”
I take a big gulp of the beer. “Remember you tried to hook me up with Annie, your wife’s sister? Is she still available? Do you think you could talk her into pretending to be my fiancée? All we have to do is show up at my parents’ house for a weekend. It isn’t a long-term solution, but it could shut my mom up for a while. I could pay Annie for her time.”
John scratches his head. “Well, I believe Annie is seeing someone now, but I can still ask her. When are you going to see your parents?”
“I’m flying on Friday. A week from now.”
“Good. There’s still time. You know what? There’re some dating services like this online where you can pay someone to be your date, but they charge you, of course.”
“No kidding? I haven’t heard about it.”
“I ran across it before I met Lisa. It’s call Faking Service, or something like that,” John pulls out his phone and starts searching. A moment later, he pushes the phone in front of me. “Here. See for yourself.”
I look at the screen. “Fake Dates?” I laugh. Unbelievable. You can find anything online nowadays.
