Page 45 of Finding Her Treasure: A Lesbian Romance
mom is going to notice and she’s going to think there are storm clouds over
our paradise and then I’ll be in for it. She’ll be constantly pestering me,
trying to fix problems that don’t exist.”
Kiera sighed in annoyance. She turned her head to stare out the window,
glad that she had at least twenty minutes to get through traffic before they
arrived at Shane’s mother’s house for dinner. She’d chosen a black peplum
dress, and since it was on the shorter side and she didn’t really like dresses,
paired it with a set of black leggings. For some color, she donned a long,
mustard yellow cardigan. She thought she’d also put on sufficient makeup
and her usual fake, happy, picture of relationship bliss expression.
Apparently not. Shane wasn’t the most perceptive person on earth and even
he could see right through her.
“Why? Because this isn’t an actual real relationship so problems can’t
actually exist?” She couldn’t resist the jab.
“No.” Shane jabbed at the volume button on the car, dialling it down. “I
mean, yes, but also no. We agreed to sell this. I need you to sell it. You need
me to sell it too, for your family. That’s why the agreement works.”
Shane drove a ridiculous, new, yellow sports car with an exhaust so loud
that he repeatedly got stunting tickets. Kiera was honestly surprised he
hadn’t had to take it off yet. One more ticket and it was probably coming.
She could barely hear him above the engine’s roar and the blaring exhaust.
“I know,” she mumbled, still refusing to look at him.
“You aren’t going to call it quits on me yet, are you?”
“No. I still need you here and there. Unfortunately.”
“Ouch. Tell me how you really feel.”
Kiera finally turned to study Shane, since they were at a red light and it
felt awkward not to. “Sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. You’re a nice guy.
Although, you could be nicer. I’m sure a lot of ladies out there would say
so.”
“None of the ones I’ve been with. I always make sure my customers go
