“No.” I was confused. “Why would I do that?”
“You clearly need to get laid.”
With you…“You honestly think I’m tempted to sleep with my wife?”
Her silence told me all I needed to know.
“I’m never having sex with Laura, if that’s what you’re asking,” I said. “I literally just asked you if I could come over to eat your pussy and you’re playing games like you didn’t hear me.”
“Because I want to keep things professional.”
“Fine then, Miss Dawson.” I wouldn’t make my longing that obvious ever again. “I’ll see you at work tomorrow.”
“See you at work tomorrow.”
She ended the call, and I called Marshall to kill as much time as possible before forcing myself to return to Laura.
6B
JENNA
The Following Evening
“Remember to never eat onions around him.” I tossed rings from Laura’s salad into the trash. “They make his throat itch.”
“Noted.”
“You also need to get rid of that Jets keychain. You know he’s a Giants fan.”
“Actually, I don’t know that.” She flipped through the crash binder I’d made. “I must’ve missed that fact somehow.”
“It’s on the first page.”
“I thought that was just another list of rules.” She shrugged. “I guess I’ll need to commit all those things to mind tonight.”
“Why would you—” I paused, letting out a breath.
This was all last-minute.
And none of it was her fault.
“Okay, Laura, look,” I said. “If there’s ever a moment when you can’t remember something, just smile, ask a question,and then repeat the last thing they said—people love hearing themselves echoed back.”
“Does that honestly work?”
“All the time,” I said. “And whenever you get frustrated, remember this is all temporary, and you’re being paid quite well for your time.”
“Will do.”
“Now, let’s, um, discuss the first meetup and proposal stories a few more times.”
“Wait a second,” she said, tilting her head. “Since you know Mr. Saint pretty well already, why can’t you pretend to be his wife?”
“Ha. That would never work,” I said too quickly, shrugging. “Plus, he’s not my type and vice versa.”
“I don’t think he has to be if you’repretending…”
“Anyway—” I refused to entertain that line of conversation. “Let’s stick to the stories. Tell me about the day you first met Nicholas.”
