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this one but yours? That would be an awkward conversation with your dad.”

Then, she winked.

Without more than a thank-you, we shuffled back to what would be our

room.

Our room, which we had to share now.

Dammit.

We’d better unpack and try to get comfortable. If that had been any

indication of what was ahead of us during the upcoming days, my fake

boyfriend and I were in for a messy ride.

Suitcases almost empty and all wedding attire already hanging in the

closet, I sent a sideways glance at the bed in our room. I had been doing that

for the last fifteen minutes.

I’ll be waiting here, it seemed to sing, making me wish it would

magically crumble down and disappear too.

“Stop worrying. I can sleep on the floor if it makes you that

uncomfortable.” Aaron looked at me, eyebrows creased.

“I’m not worried,” I lied.

Sharing a bed with Aaron was something I hadn’t expected. Or planned

for. My parents had said only we would be staying in the apartment. Most of

the guests were from the region, and the ones who weren’t would be arriving

only for the big day.

“We are adults, and we have known each other for almost two years now.

We can be civil and share the bed. At least it’s a double. And it’s standing

up.”

“I’ll tell your parents that I will take care of the other one. I’ll pay for the

damages.” There was something in his voice. He sounded pensive and almost

… embarrassed?

“You don’t have to, Aaron.” And I meant it. “It wasn’t your fault. The

bed had lasted more than it should have, really. These things … happen.”

Grabbing a couple of shirts off my suitcase and unfolding them, I

pondered my own words. Never in my life had I witnessed that firsthand, but

hey, these things did happen. Maybe to Aaron they had. Maybe he had

destroyed dozens of beds. Reducing them to a mess of wood and springs. He

was a large man, one who was built too. Beds could very well give out and

burst under his weight. Maybe if he moved around too much. Or if he

dropped his body on them with certain force. Or if he engaged in activities

that tested the resistance of the frame and springs and—

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