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The wedding. I swallow hard. If I could keep him long enough to take to the wedding, so many of my problems would be solved. I really, really don’t want to be the thing everyone remembers most about Leo and Dixie’s big day. And I don’t want Megan to spend the rest of the week trying to convince me to bring Devon to save face.

He lifts my chin with one hand. “Where’d you go?”

We hold eye contact way longer than I’m comfortable with, so I duck under his arm and give myself some space. “This is crazy.”

He pulls a handkerchief from his jeans pocket—yes, a real handkerchief—and wipes off his glasses. “I’m aware that this is crazy. But we’re already in it, might as well try to get out without embarrassing ourselves further.”

“How long?” I ask.

“How long do you have to act like a good employee? As long as I pretend to be your boyfriend, I guess.”

“Oh, no, honeybuns. If I have to be agoodemployee, then you have to be agoodboyfriend.”

“You don’t think I’ll be good to you?” He almost sounds hurt.

“I just want...all of it. You need to be...attentive. And people need to believe you like me. That youreallylike me. Not just put up with me.” I jut my chin out. “Including PDAs.”

“What is PDA?”

“Public Displays of Affection.”

Christopher presses his lips into a thin line. “I think I’ve proven this evening that I’m up to the task.”

I need to get this man out of my house. Just thinking about that kiss, and the other one a few minutes ago, and I’m kerfuffled. Nobody using the word kerfuffled can be expected to make good decisions. I grasp the doorknob and fling the door open, gesturing him out. “Fine. We start with brunch tomorrow. Brunch and the farmer’s market. Like a super real couple.”

That ought to scare him. Devon had serious issues with brunch. Devon had issues with a lot of things, though.

“Fine.” Christopher brushes past me then pivots, clasping my hand and bringing the inside of my wrist to his lips. Nobody has ever kissed me there. It’s unbearably romantic. “I can be an excellent boyfriend. You’ll see.”

I yank my hand back like his lips burn. “I’m already a good employee. But we’ll try it your way. For now.”

“Sweet dreams, Stella.”

Chapter Ten

Christopher

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