Page 37 of The Fake Husband Deal

I picked up a wing but stopped it on the way to my mouth when I saw Lior across the bar. He was with someone.

“What’s wrong?” Jax said.

“Um…nothing.”

He didn’t buy it because he looked behind him, and judging by his expression, he remembered exactly who Lior was.

“That’s your silver Daddy.”

“Please don’t say that. It’s just wrong.”

“The silver or the Daddy?”

I snorted. “I refuse to say the word.”

I glanced again. They were eating and Lior had a beer, so this wasn’t a late business meeting.

Fuck, was he on a date?

My stomach soured at the thought, even though I had no right to stake a claim. I just happened to find that we made a lot more sense together than whoever the guy with the bow tie and glasses was.

“You look a little green, and I don’t mean the sick kind of green,” Jax said. “Why don’t you go and talk to him? You clearly want to.”

“I came to talk to you.”

“Then talk to me.”

The guy Lior was with got up and went toward the restroom. My gaze followed him until Jax got my attention.

“Just go. We can talk tomorrow. But I’m taking the wings for my break later.”

“Sorry. It’s becoming a habit abandoning you in a bar.”

“You’ll make it up to me one day. Go get your man.”

He wasn’t mine. He couldn’t be. So why was my stomach turning?

I tried to find the courage to speak to Lior. Why was I even nervous? Just because fate had put us in the same place at the same time again?

He was looking at his phone, so he didn’t see me until I approached his table.

“Noah, what are you— Oh, of course, you live nearby.”

“Question is, what are you doing here? On a date?”

His cheeks flushed.

“How can I help you?”

He looked tense, but his eyes burned with the heat that always flamed between us, like embers that refused to be snuffed out.

His date could return any moment now, and I still didn’t know what I wanted to say.

Why had I come all the way here to interrupt his date? Did I want to interrupt it or disrupt it?

He needed this date to go well because he was on a deadline to find his husband.

As his eyes remained locked with mine, suddenly, everything became clear. I’d found the solution.