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I shook my head, desperation inflating inside my chest and pushing me to

consider this crazy alternative that involved him.

“Okay,” I said very slowly. “Let’s say I entertain this ridiculous idea. If I

accept your offer and let you do this, what’s in it for you?” I crossed my

arms, noticing how my still-wet clothes were sticking to my skin. “I know

you, and I know you don’t do stuff just for the sake of it. You must have

motivation. A reason. A goal. You must want something in exchange;

otherwise, you would never help me. You are not that kind of person. At

least, not with me.”

Aaron’s head reared back, almost unnoticeably, but I was sure I had seen

it. He was quiet for a long moment, and I could almost hear the wheels in his

head turning.

“You could do the same for me,” he finally said.

The same? “You’ll need to be more specific, Blackford. Is your sister

getting married too?” I paused in thought. “Do you even have siblings? I

don’t know, but, well, I guess it doesn’t matter if you do or don’t. Is there a

wedding you want me to go to as your date?”

“No,” he answered. And I didn’t know if he was talking about having

siblings or not. But then he added, “Not for a wedding, but you could be my

date.”

Be his date?

Why did it sound so … so … different when it was him asking me? Why

did it sound so freaking different when Aaron was the one needing someone

and not me?

“I—” I stopped myself, feeling self-conscious for a reason I didn’t

understand. “Do you need a date? Like”—I pointed a finger at him—“you? A

woman to be your date?”

“I don’t intend to show up with a chimpanzee, like you suggested. So,

yes, a woman.” He paused, that scowl taking shape slowly. “You.”

My lips snapped closed and then opened back up, probably making me

look like a fish. “So, you want me”—I pointed at myself—“to pretend to be

your date?”

“I didn’t say that—”

“Don’t you have a girlfriend?” I interrupted him, the question bursting

out of me.

“No, I don’t.”

I watched his eyes close for a heartbeat, his head shaking once.

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