“Ryan. I met him once. Tall, blonde, good looking?”
Jack frowned. “You think he’s good looking?”
“Yeah, from what I recall.”
“Well, don’t get any ideas about him. He’s committed to being single.”
“Just like you,” she said, semi-teasing.
“Right,” Jack conceded.
“No worries. I already have a boyfriend.”
He chuckled. “Me.”
Kayla nodded. “By the way, I told my parents about us.”
“Us?”
“About me moving in with you.”
“What was their reaction?”
“At first, they were confused, but they want to meet you.” She omitted her mom’s disappointment.
“I’ll meet them at Thanksgiving, right?”
Kayla shook her head. “They’re going to Tennessee for Thanksgiving. My grandparents live there.”
Jack must have picked up on her sadness. “Do you want to go with them? If you do, I’ll just tell my parents they’ll meet you when you get back.”
“No. It’s fine. I promised I’d be here with you.”
Jack visibly relaxed. “Thank you.”
Kayla smiled. Then she glanced down at the towel. “I need to get dressed.”
“Right. I’ll wait in the living room.” He sounded flustered.
“I’ll be out in a few minutes.”
“Take your time.” Jack disappeared as silently as he’d arrived.
Kayla looked at her reflection and sighed. Pretending to be Jack’s girlfriend was the craziest thing she’d ever done, and her emotions were all over the place. Yet, it also felt like an adventure, and she decided to embrace it. That didn’t include embracing Jack, though. As long as she kept reminding herself this was fake, everything would be okay—right?