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I could give two shits.

All I can focus on is Jen, how she makes my heart pound and how her pussy wraps perfectly around my cock.

As I lose myself in my release, I tell Jen that she was right, the aquarium is now my favorite place.

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SEPTEMBER 4, 2022

Jennifer

“I’m sorry, can you repeat that? I think the high elevation is messing with your head. .” I say to Maddox, that so happens to be taking over my computer screen at the moment.

“It's not and I said move in with me.” He says, followed by an eye roll.

“Are you sure about the elevation thing? I mean you are in Colorado. Or maybe it's the San Francisco fog finally getting to your head.”

“My head is fine.” Maddox argues.

“You just asked me to move in with you over a video call, you must be experiencing some sort of shock or something.”

Maddox has been gone on an away series for the past two days, and is due back on Tuesday. Because it was such a short trip, I decided to stay behind and concentrate on planning content for the next month for him and the new client I got last week.

The man has been gone for two days and now he is spewing out words like move in and I don’t know whether I should laugh or frantically say yes.

“Babe, I’m fine. My head is fine, I don’t see why you are freaking out about this.”

“You just asked me to move in with you, Maddox! We’ve only been together for not even two months. How are you even thinking about that?”

“We’ve technically been together since April,” he says and the bastard has the audacity to shrug.

“It’s only been official since July.” I argue back.

“Years from now, if we’re still together and people ask you what’s your anniversary, what are you going to tell them? They can look it up online.”

Shit, he’s right.

If people look into us they may know that I first started to pop into Maddox’s life back in April while he was playing in San Jose and Sacramento. Hell, the picture he reposted of mine is still circulating with a damn time stamp.

Maybe I can tell people that we were just talking then and it didn’t become official until July, keep the truth alive.

But that may raise some questions.

Crap.

“Okay, fine, I would tell them that we got together around the time you were in Sacramento. Happy?”

He gives me another shrug. “Not until you answer my question.”

“It wasn’t really a question.” I throw back.

I’m deflecting. I know it, he knows it, I’m pretty sure everyone within a mile radius of me knows it.

Maddox gives me a look, like he might be slightly annoyed with me.

“Jennifer, will you move in with me?” He says, annunciating each word.

I shake my head. “That sounds like a wannabe wedding proposal.”