Page 13 of Fake It For Him

Della sat across from me in her office, a tablet in her hand and those damn bracelets jingling every time she moved. She smiled, flashing pearly white teeth at me before she jumped in. “So, Mr. Reid, where did you hear about us?”

“From a friend,” I said bluntly, sliding my hands onto the armrests of the fancy white chair I sat in. “What is it that you do here, exactly? I had a look at your website, but it’s vague.”

Her smile widened. “Excellent. A virgin.”

“Hardly.” I smirked, but she was already chuckling at her little joke.

Her gaze dropped to her tablet before she brought it back to mine. “Faux Agency exists to fill a gap in the market. Traditional dating agencies help find their clients love. I help mine find something that looks a lot like it. If you need a good fake date fast, we help find you a partner that suits your needs. It’s a transaction and it’s entirely professional. Our girls are thoroughly vetted and we make sure they look the part they need to play.”

“I’m not looking for a prostitute,” I said bluntly.

She nodded. “Good, because my girls aren’t prostitutes. They’re fake dates for any occasion. Smart, charming, gorgeous, my girls can impress anyone and be whoever you want them to be. Nothing physical, of course. And best of all, the whole process is secure and discreet.”

For just a second, I thought I’d died and gone to fake heaven. “That’s what I hoped to hear. Okay, I’m in.”

“Wonderful. Tell me what you need a date for, Mr. Reid.” She tapped at the tablet’s screen, peering curiously at me as she waited for my answer.

“A wedding. That’s on New Year’s Eve, but there will also be all the usual stuff that goes with it before. The engagement party. Rehearsal dinner.”

She nodded slowly and tapped at the screen again. “Perfect. We can certainly help with that. I’m going to ask you some questions now that are designed to help me find you exactly who you’re looking for. Let’s start with your personal preferences. What do you like in a woman?”

Wow. She didn’t pull any punches. “I lean toward women with thick hips. Big boobs. I like a butt I can grab onto, you know?”

Della held up her hand and smiled. “Very well, but let’s start with the other qualities, shall we? Outside of the physical things, what kind of woman captures your interest?”

I cocked my head at her, my brow furrowing. “Excuse me?”

“If you were looking for a whore, the physical would be enough to help me narrow it down,” she said conversationally. “However, you’re looking for a date. A woman people will believe that you are interested in for more than just her thick hips and big boobs, correct?”

“Well, yeah, but⁠—”

“Exactly.” She leaned forward a little as she expanded. “Do you like women with a sense of humor? Someone who is opinionated or someone who is shy, for example?”

I shrugged. “Their personality really doesn’t matter much to me. This is a quick job where the girl can make some good cash. Then we’ll shake hands and go our separate ways after the wedding.”

She lifted her tablet, scrolling through profiles of some of her girls, if the pictures that I saw popping up were anything to go by. “Alright. Everything you just said about the nature of the relationship is true, but we still need to find someone the guests at this wedding will believe you’ve got a genuine connection with. Let me show you a few profiles so you can see the kind of information we’ve got about these girls, and we’ll take it from there. Personality does matter, Mr. Reid.”

“Not to me.” I got up. “Just find me someone hot and I guarantee that my family will believe I went after her because of that. I’ve got places to be.”

Della blinked a few times before she stood up and walked me to her door. We shook hands, and I flashed her a grateful smile. “When you’ve made your selection and you’ve got a contract signed, will you send it to me?”

“Of course.”

“Great. Thanks. I’ll need them to be able to commit to the engagement party, which is in two weeks, the rehearsal dinner, the ceremony, and the reception.”

“Very well.” Her gaze lingered on mine for a moment, and I knew she was expecting me to change my mind and tell her more about what I was looking for, but it wasn’t going to happen.

When I said that the woman’s personality didn’t matter to me, I meant it. I was going to be paying this girl a lot of money to pretend, and I didn’t need to know anything about what she was really like in order for her to do that.

Eventually, Della seemed to realize I wasn’t going to give her any more information, and she nodded briskly. “If you log into the account you created to set up this appointment, you can add any other notes for me that you might think of after you leave here. The more I know about your expectations, the more realistic the match.”

“Yeah, I’ll do that, but I’ll need a contract in my inbox by the end of the week.” Something occurred to me as I said it. “The only other note I’ve got is that, ideally, I’d like her to come out with me a few times leading up to the wedding. That way, we’ll have some pictures of us together to prove to my father that I’m capable of having a serious relationship.”

Della gave me an easy smile. “Are you capable of such a thing?”

I arched an eyebrow at her and then I laughed. “Sure I am, but why would I want one?”

As I said it, I nodded at her one last time and then left the agency, heading to work at the bar where my main office was situated. I had a lot to do, but I needed to speak to Joe first. He deserved a fucking raise for letting me know about this place.