Faking It with the Billionaire
Her hand rested on his arm, as if it belonged there—a quiet, unspoken claim.
My voice caught in my throat. I hadn’t imagined seeing them here, let alone like this. Claire turned, spotting me, her eyes glinting with mischief as she sauntered over.
“Aurora,” she said, tilting her head against Leon’s arm. “What a coincidence seeing you here.”
“Claire,” I replied, my smile polite. “Small world, isn’t it?”