Husband For Hire
He was very attractive.
"This is my boyfriend, Wilson," Georgia said, not even with slight hesitation. He must be a good liar. "Wilson, this is our bartender Eugene."
"You're Georgia's boyfriend?" Eugene repeated, his eyebrows going up even further, if possible.
I smiled bashfully, avoiding his gaze.
"Y-yeah." Smooth, Wilson. Smooth.
"Wow," he said. "Wow, wow, wow. Never thought this day would come. How did you guys meet? A bar? Through a business partner? Don't tell me a book club."
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