Page 66 of Her Fantasy Husband

He gave her a long look. “Yeah, but the problem is, you only dream of me.”

She wanted to deny it, but the words stuck in her throat.

“The last thing I want to do is hurt you, Lexi.”

Too late.

“And I won’t let you down. We can continue this charade until you don’t need me anymore, but maybe we should take a step back. The physical stuff is clouding the issue.”

She looked into his face and saw…pity. He could see what she felt—obviously she was a crap actress—and he pitied her for it.

“You just think you love me,” he said. “It’s not real. You’ll get over it.”

Josh had convinced himself he was incapable of love. Or maybe that he didn’t want it, wouldn’t risk it. And she wasn’t strong enough to get through that barrier.

Everything inside her ached.

She had to get out of there, before she broke down and begged him to give her a chance, not to cut her off. How could she go through the next six months being close, but not allowed to touch him?

Somehow she had to find the strength. She shook her head and got to her feet. “I take it lunch is off.” She half hoped he’d say something to stop her, but he was silent as she left the room.