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Fiance for Hire -- Sue Barr

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Fiance For Hire

Never tell a bold faced lie - unless you can follow through with flawless precision....

Kristen Wainwright was dumped in the most humiliating way possible and to add insult to injury, her ex-boyfriend has taken up with the office mean queen. Unable to tolerate the snide comments and subtle insults Kristen, in a moment of weakness, tells Janine that 'yes, she's coming to the Christmas gala' and 'yes, she's bringing someone - her new fiancé'. Now all she has to do is find one.

How hard can that be?

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“You what?”

“I know. I couldn’t help myself.”

I sat, curled up on the couch in my Team USA sweatpants, the phone tucked between my ear and shoulder. On the other end was Stephanie, my best friend since middle school.

“She said she couldn’t help herself.” Stephanie relayed our conversation to Bryce, her husband. I heard him in the background, commenting how it would bite me in the derriere. She spoke into the phone again. “Bryce said—”

“I heard what he said. What am I going to do? I’ve got three weeks to find a fiancé.”

Stanley rolled over onto his back, inviting me to scratch his chest. I quit worrying my thumbnail and petted him. Soft purring vibrated my belly. Too bad Stanley wasn’t a guy. He’d be the perfect date. He adored me, hung on my every word and didn’t expect me to have sex with him.

The idea hit me faster than I could blink.

“I have a fabulous idea.”

“Oh, I don’t like this. Last time you had a fabulous idea, I wore a cast for six weeks. I still can’t straighten my arm completely.”

“That was years ago,” I said, brushing aside her concern. “This one will work. Do you have any exceptionally handsome men friends, willing to be my fiancé?”

“Now I know you’re crazy.”

“Listen to me. They’d only have to pretend for a couple of weeks. Show up to a few office functions, maybe a movie or two and then we’ll have a mutual parting of ways.”

“I don’t know...” I could hear doubt leaving her voice. “There might be one guy...” she paused and I pounced.

“Could you call him and see what he says?” I wouldn’t let her back out of this. My pride demanded I show up with someone who could pull off a full page spread in Vanity Fair.

“I guess I could call him. He’s not dating anyone right now, so his evenings might be free.”

“Steph, you’re a life saver. Call me after you’ve talked to him.”

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