I nod towards it. “Probably the girls are checking on you.”
“Or you know, the whole damn town since you just said I was your wife in front of everyone.”
“I didn’t plan that. I just kind of lost my head when I saw him kneeling with a ring box.”
“What are we supposed to do now? Just fake it until Andrew gives up and Lana and Simon’s baby is born?”
I lift a shoulder in a shrug.
“Wait, seriously? Is that what you were thinking we’d do?”
This could be the only opportunity I ever have to show this woman what we could be together. I can’t not take the chance.
“Actually, yes. It’s only about six months until their baby is due. We can tolerate each other’s company for that long, don’t you think?”
Her phone buzzes. Again. And then again.
She growls and then digs in her purse to pull out her phone.
Caroline: We’re here if you need us, Honey.
Kelsie: I need to know what’s going on ASAP.
Unknown Number: We need to talk. I’m not giving up.
Her shoulders slump.
“We’re married,” I say slowly. “And now he knows it.”
Her eyes widen. “Henry, no.”
“If we hesitate,” I continue, “he’ll dig. And if he digs, your cousin’s marriage blows up.”
She stands. “So, we what?”
I hold her gaze. “We sell it.”
Her breath catches. “Sell what?”
“The marriage,” I say. “All of it.”
Her laugh is shaky. “You’re insane.”
“Probably,” I admit. “But it’ll work.”
Silence stretches between us.
“No one will believe we secretly got married.”
“Sure they will. We just have to sell it.”
Then she asks the question I both want and dread.
“What does selling it look like?”
I hesitate.
“Living together,” I say. “Being seen together. Public date nights.”