Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

Creed

“This is crazy,” Jada whispered.

I looked down at her.

We were in the elevator riding down to the parking garage.

I didn’t have a damn clue what we were doing, but I knew we needed to start right now to look like a couple. “Do you work today?” I asked.

Jada shook her head. “It’s my day off. I have a few things I need to do today.”

“Like?”

“Things,” she hissed. “I know I need to tell Candace whatever you tell me to, but I don’t think that includes me telling you everything I’m doing.”

I shook my head. “You and I are spending every possible second together, Jada. So whatever things you have to do today, I’m doing them with you.”

The doors to the elevator slid open, and I pulled her toward my car.

“This is crazy. Do you really think Candace is going to believe that you and I are just instantly in love?”

I hit my key fob, disengaged the locks on my Audi, and opened the passenger door. “No, not right away, but if she is watching you, like I am sure she is, the more she sees us together, the more she is going to believe.”

“I’m not getting in the car.”

I stared down at her. “I’m trying really hard not to be pissed off about this whole situation, Jada, okay? I get that she threatened you, and you had no other choice. Now, I am your choice. Get in the car and tell me where we are going.”

She folded her arms over her chest. “I don’t want you coming with me.”

“Why?” I asked. “Meeting with a secret boyfriend and worried I’ll cramp your style?”

She rolled her eyes. “No.”

I motioned into the car. “Then get in, Jada. I get this isn’t something you asked for, but this is the hand you’re dealt. It’s me or Candace.”

“I’m going to get in, but only because I want to, okay? And when we get to where we’re going, you’re staying in the car.”

Yeah, that wasn’t going to happen, but I could deal with that argument when we got to wherever the hell she wanted to go.

“You’re a difficult man,” she muttered. She slipped into the car, and I slammed the door shut.

“Not the first time I’ve heard that,” I mumbled.

Jada needed to get used to me being around because I wasn’t going anywhere.

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