Chapter Fourteen
Seth
Evan Erickson stands in my bedroom as though she’s a virgin on prom night and I’m some sleazy guy pushing her to be here.
“Relax, Evan, it’s me. I’m kidding.”
“I know.” She nods. “I know. It’s just…” She sits on the edge of my bed. “Why are we the only ones who think this is the best way to accomplish our goal?”
I can’t argue that I haven’t had my doubts. We’re toying with our parents’ emotions. My mom could get really attached, then it will all be over within two months. They’ll still just be getting used to one another at that point. But my hope is that our fake engagement will bridge the gap between our families enough by that point that they’ll stay in each other’s lives. That, and make our businesses even more successful.
“It’s two months. We’ll have a fig
