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Fake Love (Crawford Brothers #3)
Author: Jillian Dodd

 


PROLOGUE

A recipe for disaster.

Carter

 

 

“It’s freezing out here,” my little sister, Chloe, says as she hands me a beer. “Our brother Cade just married Palmer, the love of his life, and announced they are having a baby, yet you’re out here, looking all depressed.”

“Just needed some air. I’m happy for them, but I’m getting a little sick of all the mushy love stuff.”

“You’re lying. You’re out here, thinking about Vale,” she says.

And she’s right. I’m thinking about how I bought Vale a ring and am considering doing something crazy—proposing to her on New Year’s Eve.

“And I, for one, love the mushy love stuff. Think about it. Mom will get off our backs about having grandchildren now, thanks to Palmer.”

“Do you want that for yourself?” I ask her.

“Hell no.” She takes a pull of her beer. “I like meeting and sleeping with different people. It’s fun. Exciting. When I was in Paris, I met the most amazing people, including an incredible lover.”

“But you didn’t want—”

“More? No. At least, not right now. But you do, don’t you? You’ve always been the marrying kind.”

“You think I’m the marrying kind?” I ask, surprised.

“Yeah, I do, Carter. You, out of all my brothers, are. You’re a good guy. Genuinely nice.”

“Nice? I’m nice?”

“Nice isn’t a bad thing, but Cash and Cade are both stubborn and quick to react. You’ve always been even-keeled. It’s why you were always the best athlete in the family. Nothing flustered you. Didn’t matter if you were up twenty or down twenty, you always played with the same level of intensity. You need to do that in your life, Carter, because sex is not the way to a girl’s heart, and neither is apathy.”

“Apathy?”

“Remember that time when Vale didn’t show up to our family vacation?”

“Yeah, but what’s that got to do with anything?”

“I overheard you talking to her on the phone afterward—all even and sweet. Fuck that. You want to be the starter? You gotta act like it. You can’t be all, Put me in if you feel like it, Coach. Because all you are to her right now is a good lay. A booty call.

“She invited you to Fashion Week back in October. Do you know what a big deal that was for her? It was announcing to everyone in her world that she liked you. And you went. But what happened after that? Did you send flowers?”

“Uh, no.”

“Did you romance her with anything other than your dick?”

“Um, not really.”

She raises her eyebrows at me.

Fuck.

“I know you can’t keep a secret to save your life, Chloe, but I’m going to tell you anyway. I bought a ring. I plan to surprise Vale at her New Year’s Eve party. I’m going to propose.”

“And she doesn’t know you’re coming?”

“I told her I wasn’t sure if I could make it.”

“Sounds like a recipe for disaster,” she says, “but to each his own.” She pats me on the back. “At least you’re gonna get off the bench and do something.”

 

 

CHAPTER ONE

I’m desperate.

Vale

 

 

“You know I love you, but I just can’t commit to a family wedding. Sorry, baby,” a deep voice says through my phone. “But we should get together soon.”

I don’t bother with a response, just end the call, sigh heavily, and dramatically throw the phone onto the couch next to me.

This is ridiculous. I’m a supermodel. My face is splashed across the covers of magazines. I travel around the world. Wear designer clothing. I meet new people all the time!

It shouldn’t be this hard to find a damn date for my little sister’s wedding.

Why I need a date so badly that I’d be willing to take a man off the street instead of going alone is complicated. My relationship with my family—my father mostly—just isn’t great. You’d think after all I’d accomplished, he would be proud of me, but he isn’t. It was a big disappointment when I broke up with my childhood sweetheart and left our small farm town—a place I swore I’d never set foot in again—to follow my dreams.

There are a lot of reasons why I shouldn’t go home.

My dad will tell me I’m wasting my time, chasing fame, that it’s fleeting.

My mother will remind me that my biological clock is ticking.

Which will lead them to remind me that I still could have the life they always wanted for me. That it’s not too late. That I could settle down with said childhood sweetheart, Trent, who isn’t married yet.

And it just so happens that Trent will be the best man at the wedding.

After my last-resort date fails me, I consider canceling at the last minute, pretending that I need an emergency appendectomy or something.

But the second I think it, the phone rings.

It’s my sister calling.

I answer and find out she’s upset.

Really upset.

And it breaks my heart, hearing her worry about the wedding. Her future. And I know that I could never miss that.

I know what I have to do.

I scroll through my phone one more time, stopping on the name of a man I should have deleted months ago but didn’t have the strength. Because just seeing his name causes my heart to beat faster.

Carter Crawford.

He’s the only man I’ve ever considered settling down with.

The only man since I left the farm to invite me to spend time with his family.

The only man who has broken my heart.

I must be desperate.

 

 

CHAPTER TWO

The answer is no.

Carter

 

 

My phone rings.

A glance at the screen tells me who is calling, and I answer the phone with a firm, “No.”

“You didn’t even hear what I have to say,” Vale says, her voice always as silky smooth as I know her lips to be.

“Don’t need to. The answer is no.”

“Carter, please, I’m desperate.”

“How desperate?” I ask, squinting my eyes as my dick springs to attention.

“My little sister is getting married, and I’m calling to ask you to go home with me desperate.”

“Compared to being in jail, foodless, homeless, or injured, I’d say that isn’t very high on the desperation chain.”

“Fine. I’m literally outside your door, on my knees, begging desperate.”

“On your knees desperate?” Interesting. I set down the smoothie I just made, walk to my front door, and open it—surprised to find her there and actually on her knees. I can’t help but smirk. “Not that long ago, I would have found this exciting. But you do look desperate.”

“Our flight leaves in three hours desperate.”

“Three hours? How long have you known about the wedding?”

“Early January.”

“January? It’s April. And you, of all people, haven’t been able to find a date?”

“Carter, I can explain. And I will. I promise. But right now, I need you to go pack.”

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