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“So,” Luke said, turning to me and walking forward. “What do you think? Do you like it?”
“I mean, what is there not to love? The yard is amazing, the kitchen is amazing, the fireplace is amazing, and it has enough room to grow our family as much as you want,” I said, smiling. “Within reason, of course.”
“Does that mean that building my own football team is out of the question?”
“Unless you have a surrogate, then yes, it is out of the question,” I said, laughing.
“Do you think this is the place you’ll be happy spending the rest of your life in?”
“That’s a long commitment,” I chuckled.
“I mean, is this the place for us to raise a beautiful family in?”
I smiled and laughed, thinking about having kids running around, our families coming to visit, and spending summers sitting on lawn chairs watching the kids go crazy in the backyard. This seemed like the house of my dreams, if I was being honest. A place where I could let go of the past, looking forward to the future without fear.
“Yes,” I said, looking at Luke and smiling. “There is nowhere else in the world that I would rather be than here in this house surrounded by our growing family. It’s pretty big, but it’s the perfect size to try to fit in at least a partial team of flag football players.”
“I like the sound of that,” he said, walking forward and wrapping his arms around me.
He kissed me sweetly on the lips and pulled back, looking deep into my eyes. This was it; I finally was getting everything I ever wanted by having Luke, Jake, and the new baby in my life. After so many years, I had finally found my own personal ‘happily ever after,’ and there was nothing fake about it.
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BILLIONAIRE’S FAKE FIANCÉE
By Claire Adams
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.
Copyright © 2017 Claire Adams
Chapter One
Gavin
It had been the weekend after a week of sobriety, as the past two weekends had been, and I still woke up on a Monday morning with a foggy head and a sharp ache. I reached for the bottle of Excedrin on my nightstand, groaning when it came up empty. My weekly grocery shopping trip had been the day before, and yet my basket had been full of nothing but protein powder, fruit, and eggs. The ache in my head forced me to sit up and lean against the headrest. Maybe I’d grab some painkillers on the way to mom’s. The thought made me chuckle; mom would want me to just take one of her painkillers and not waste my money.
I got dressed, slipping into a thick dark jacket on top of a light brown sweater. The weather in Fairbanks, Alaska changed from freezing to boiling at least three times in the course of a single afternoon, making it nearly impossible to plan an outfit. I looked for my belt, trying to remember where I had flung it the previous night as soon as I returned home after a late evening drinking with Ron. The asshole was taking advantage of my new diet plan; no sugary alcohol during the week, and only hard liquor on the weekends.
My cell chimed, and I unlocked it to find an incoming call from Ron.
“The sun’s going to be out until almost six today,” he said. “Perfect day for an afternoon on the lake.”
“I guess I don’t really have an excuse,” I said. “Meet me at the docks around noon. I’m spending some time with mom first.”
“Tell Mona I said hi,” he said. “I hope she’s feeling better.”
I shrugged. “She has her good days.” We said goodbye, and I slipped my phone into the pocket of my jeans. I hoped today was one of those good days.
I left my room and crossed the upstairs hallway toward a spiral staircase in the middle of my house. The bottom floor was an open layout with rich, red carpeting and a soft gray coat on the walls. Every table and surface top was smooth marble, with wooden touches on the ceiling that led toward a kitchen that was fit for a palace.