~~~Zoey~~~

I still felt a warm flutter in my chest from the way Lincoln had looked at me back at the spa. The way he said I looked breathtaking… it actually felt good. Really good. But of course, I pretended like I didn’t care, rolling my eyes and throwing a sarcastic comment at him. No way was I about to let him see that his compliment got to me.

If someone had told me yesterday that today I’d be dressed up like this, heading to meet a guy’s family as his fake fiancée, I would’ve argued with them till death. Hell, I probably would’ve laughed in their face. But here...