Husband For Hire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

WilsonI was very glad I shaved my legs. I sauntered out of the dressing room, feeling more confident. The longer I was in the outfit the more I began to like it. Dianna's expression told me she was impressed as well, but she quickly schooled it. "Well, I knew that one would suit you.""Out of the three, this is my choice.""That one is the most expensive. Of course, I'm sure Georgia is paying for all of this," she said, looking petty.I shrugged. "Personally, I wouldn't waste my money on this crap."She scowled. "Let's move onto shoes."I gathered up my old clothes and slipped on my sneakers before following her out of the back room. Georgia was in the main room, chatting to another one of the sales girls. She didn't notice me as we walked by and made our way downstairs."With that suit, you will want to go with a peep-toe pump," Dianna was saying as we made our way through a section that held only shoes. "I have the perfect pair in mind."I nodded dumbly, because I had no idea what

WilsonThe elevator opened and we walked down a dimly lit hall, my heels clicking on the hardwood floors. I tried to walk lighter, but the sound was still deafening in my ears. I swallowed nervously as we passed a pair of stumbling women who were giggling loudly. They eyed Georgia and whispered to each other. I tightened my grasp on her.We pushed through a set of glass doors and stepped outside and suddenly my ears were blasted with the sound of laughter and music. A gust of warm air brushed my bare skin and my mouth fell a little. The lights from the city twinkled all around us, only blocked by one side of the hotel towering above us. There were pillars put up sporadically with little lantern lights hanging from them, emitting a soft glow. It was beautiful. The sun was setting now and I could only imagine what the view would be like when it was completely dark.Wooden tables were set up on the floor, many of them right along the edge of the roof to give the customers the best view.

Georgia"Georgia, what are you waiting for?" I stared at the door Wilson had just exited through, my mouth hanging a bit. For the first time in a while, I was left speechless. Not only from the insult of her words, but also from her fierceness. No one had ever spoken to me like that. Not even my best friend. And the hairflip? Was it necessary?"Georgia," Solene repeated, a hard edge in her voice.Turning to her, I cleared my throat and sat up in my seat a little straighter."W-what?"Her eyebrows lifted a litle but she quickly schooled her featured into a disapproving look. "Why are you just sitting there? Go after him."Go after him? "Why would I do that? You heard what he just said to me.""Have you even been listening to yourself all night?" She interjected."Seriously, George. I knew you were ignorant but I didn't know it was this bad."I tried to think back and remember what I said. None of it seemed outrageously offensive to me. Maybe I could've worded a few things better, but

Wilson's POV"Ughh," I groaned, pressing on my temple and trying to ease the pounding of my headache. I really hadn't thought it through when I'd decided to get drunk the night before. Not to mention the fact that I hadn't even gotten home until two in the morning and then had to wake up at eight to get ready for my nine-to-five shift. All in all, I felt like crap.Arian smirked at me from the other side of the store, where he was currently wiping down tables. I'd volunteered to do it initially, but the smell of bleach made me want to puke. I glanced at my phone, expecting to see a missed call from Georgia, but there was nothing. Had I scared her away last night? She'd definitely deserved my attitude, but I wondered if I was too harsh.I snorted. I wasn't even going to entertain that thought for a moment. She totally deserved it. Hopefully, she'd learned something from it. Admittedly, I was still a little worried. What if she didn't want to use me as his pretend boyfriend anymore? T

Back at home and after showering, I was once again facing the dilemma that all my clothing was old and baggy. I debated wearing the suit I'd worn last night but didn't want to wear dirty clothing. Which left me with a pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt, my usual attire. I didn't think it mattered this time since I was just going to her house it wasn't like I was meeting anyone.Hopefully.The minute I saw a car pull down my street I rushed out of my apartment and locked it behind me. As I hurried down the stairs I looked at the apartment below me and was surprised to see a couple of squatters hanging out instead of the usual woman. A couple of them stared at me and a couple waved and I waved back a little awkwardly. One squatter was fine but five? Our landlord was going to notice eventually. And I wasn't sure how comfortable I felt with all the locks in this place being shodd.Shaking my head, I exited the main door. I'd figure that out later. I headed over to Georgia's black BMW a