BAD BOY ROMANCE: FAKE FIANCEE ROMANCE: Breaking Bad (Jealous Friend Alpha Male Temporary Counterfeit Romance Secret Love Thriller) (My Fake Fiancé Obsession Romance Bad Boy Love Collection Romance) by Dagny Rand Page B
Authors: Dagny Rand
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I think I’ll try that, then,” she said, closing the menu and placing it onto the table.
Lunch was pleasant for both of them. They talked about their families, friends and hobbies. Jack learned about how Willow started singing with the band and what she did for a day job, and Willow learned as much as Jack would tell her about what it was like to play in the NFL. She laughed when he talking about the first time he took a good, solid hit and how the world had spun around him as he moved to his place on the field. The guy was the only one that he’d come across that hit hard enough to make him lose his bearings, but he’d retired now. That had always disappointed Jack a bit, as if he wasn’t really left with a challenge anymore.
They finished their lunch and took a stroll through this shop and that boutique. It was nice, getting to see what kinds of things that Willow liked, as far as Jack was concerned. He thought of it as recognizance, for if he ever decided that he wanted to get her something. A birthday or an event like that.
The Night Under The Stars turned out to be perfect, with clear skies, bright stars and an even brighter moon, and not too big of a crowd. That mean not too much chatter, plenty of food and drinks and room on the dance floor to move. That was where Willow and Jack spent most of their night after they’d eaten. He twirled her around the dance floor expertly, and she followed like this was old hat to her as they laughed together and talked. Eventually, they peeled off from the other part goers and began to stroll the gardens by moonlight.
“It’s kind of spooky out here,” she said. Jack laughed.
“Most people would think that it’s romantic, not spooky,” he said.
“I guess I’m not most people,” Willow responded with a smirk.
“I’m glad that you aren’t,” he said. They walked in silence for a bit together, and Jack gently slipped his hand around Willows. She didn’t pull back, didn’t give any inclination that she’d even noticed that he’d done it other than the fact that she allowed her fingers to close warmly around his.
“So I guess this evening ends when we leave here,” Jack said, part of him hoping that maybe she’d changed her mind about spending the night with him, although he was pretty sure that she hadn’t.
“Yeah, it does,” she said softly. Jack sighed softly.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for it to end yet,” he said. He was genuinely enjoying being around her, and that was something that he’d been able to say about a lot of people. She made him want to think about someone other than himself.
“It’s not like I said that we have to go now,” she said, smiling. Jack laughed softly.
“Good point,” he said.
Chapter 5
Three weeks later, Willow and Jack had been out several time together. Every time he saw her, spent time with her, talked to her, he found something else to like about her. There was also something especially intriguing about the fact that she hadn’t slept with him yet. He hadn’t just come out and asked her if she would, and she hadn’t just told him that she wouldn’t, but she wouldn’t. She’d made that clear. Their time together consisted of talking and getting to know each other, things he’d never bother with before. It was different, and it made not partying and going out as much a lot easier. His agent was thrilled with the change in her client, though she wasn’t really sure what it was about, and the team seemed to be taking a renewed interest in him, albeit a slight one, since it had only been a few months since his behavior had been forced to change.
“So, what do you want to do tonight, Brain?” Willow said. Jack snickered at the cartoon reference as they sat together on one of the plush couches around the dance floor at the jazz club.
“I don’t know, sitting here with you is kind of nice,” Jack said, putting his arm around her and pulling her close. Willow snuggled up to the side of him and
Lunch was pleasant for both of them. They talked about their families, friends and hobbies. Jack learned about how Willow started singing with the band and what she did for a day job, and Willow learned as much as Jack would tell her about what it was like to play in the NFL. She laughed when he talking about the first time he took a good, solid hit and how the world had spun around him as he moved to his place on the field. The guy was the only one that he’d come across that hit hard enough to make him lose his bearings, but he’d retired now. That had always disappointed Jack a bit, as if he wasn’t really left with a challenge anymore.
They finished their lunch and took a stroll through this shop and that boutique. It was nice, getting to see what kinds of things that Willow liked, as far as Jack was concerned. He thought of it as recognizance, for if he ever decided that he wanted to get her something. A birthday or an event like that.
The Night Under The Stars turned out to be perfect, with clear skies, bright stars and an even brighter moon, and not too big of a crowd. That mean not too much chatter, plenty of food and drinks and room on the dance floor to move. That was where Willow and Jack spent most of their night after they’d eaten. He twirled her around the dance floor expertly, and she followed like this was old hat to her as they laughed together and talked. Eventually, they peeled off from the other part goers and began to stroll the gardens by moonlight.
“It’s kind of spooky out here,” she said. Jack laughed.
“Most people would think that it’s romantic, not spooky,” he said.
“I guess I’m not most people,” Willow responded with a smirk.
“I’m glad that you aren’t,” he said. They walked in silence for a bit together, and Jack gently slipped his hand around Willows. She didn’t pull back, didn’t give any inclination that she’d even noticed that he’d done it other than the fact that she allowed her fingers to close warmly around his.
“So I guess this evening ends when we leave here,” Jack said, part of him hoping that maybe she’d changed her mind about spending the night with him, although he was pretty sure that she hadn’t.
“Yeah, it does,” she said softly. Jack sighed softly.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for it to end yet,” he said. He was genuinely enjoying being around her, and that was something that he’d been able to say about a lot of people. She made him want to think about someone other than himself.
“It’s not like I said that we have to go now,” she said, smiling. Jack laughed softly.
“Good point,” he said.
Chapter 5
Three weeks later, Willow and Jack had been out several time together. Every time he saw her, spent time with her, talked to her, he found something else to like about her. There was also something especially intriguing about the fact that she hadn’t slept with him yet. He hadn’t just come out and asked her if she would, and she hadn’t just told him that she wouldn’t, but she wouldn’t. She’d made that clear. Their time together consisted of talking and getting to know each other, things he’d never bother with before. It was different, and it made not partying and going out as much a lot easier. His agent was thrilled with the change in her client, though she wasn’t really sure what it was about, and the team seemed to be taking a renewed interest in him, albeit a slight one, since it had only been a few months since his behavior had been forced to change.
“So, what do you want to do tonight, Brain?” Willow said. Jack snickered at the cartoon reference as they sat together on one of the plush couches around the dance floor at the jazz club.
“I don’t know, sitting here with you is kind of nice,” Jack said, putting his arm around her and pulling her close. Willow snuggled up to the side of him and
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