The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife
“Meet Jae. Jae, meet my best friend, Arielle.”
The guy wiped rainwater from his hand before extending it toward me.
“Hi.” His smile was easy. “Nice to meet you. Tessa talks about you all the time.”
I raised an eyebrow. “All about me?”
Tessa’s eyes widened. “Oh, my God.”
Jae laughed. “I mean—she told me you worked at Sunny’s, too.”
“Oh,” I shook his hand. “Nice to meet you, Jae.”
“It’s Jason, actually,” he smiled. “Jason Foster. But you can call me Jae.”
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