We’re smiling at each other like absolute fools.
And that’s the only explanation for what happens next.
Which is me kissing her.
I can’t help myself.
Who could when this close to a ray of sunshine?
Especially a ray of sunshine who’s looping her arm around my shoulders and kissing me back.
Our bodies line up with her breasts pressing into my chest, both of us dripping wet. Her swimsuit is cold but the skin just above it hot as I grip her waist.
Lips hot.
Nose cold.
I catch myself parting my lips to taste her, and that’s when I remember I shouldn’t be doing this.
I break the kiss, panting. “Sorry,” I mutter at the same time as she says, “You’re right, that’ll convince them.”
We stare at each other for a beat before Chili saves the day.
By shaking all the water out of his fur, directly onto us.
Amanda shrieks, then laughs and bends over to rub his fur.
I subtly adjust my cock, which needs to get the message that we’re not doing this.
But she’s right.
Every bit of this is selling the ruse for anyone who’s spying on us tonight.
Pretending to be engaged to Amanda is a good idea.
This will work.
It’ll make our families at least lighten up on their fighting and feuding.
But I hadn’t considered one very important thing.
And that’s how many moments I’d forget this isn’t real.
Chapter 12
Amanda
The very worst part of being fake engaged to Dane is how much I’m starting to like him.
I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard on a date.
The last time I lost myself in the moment with a man to the point that I forgot where I was with the desperate need to kiss him.
How much I didn’t want it to be so awkward when the kiss ended.
Sorry.
He apologized for kissing me.
