Four Week Fiance (Four Week Fiance #1)(14)

“I was thinking that this room would be good for you.” Mila’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “This is the room you and Cody normally share.”

“It has two twin beds,” I said, my eyes never leaving her face.

“You want a double bed?” she said, her face tensing as she gazed back at me.

“That would be nice.” I nodded, enjoying seeing the rise of a blush in her face. I wondered how red her face would go if I told her the things I wanted to do with her.


“For you and Barbie?” she asked me softly, her tone slightly off.

“Yeah,” I said, my mind already gone from Barbie. Mila was right, of course, there was nothing about Barbie that was special. She’d been good the night that I’d met her and she’d given me head without asking for much. We hadn’t even f*cked and I didn’t even care. I wasn’t even sure why I’d brought her. Well, that was a lie. I’d brought her because I’d been scared that I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of Mila if Barbie weren’t here. And as much as I wanted to bend her over and hear her crying out my name, I knew that Cody would cut my balls off if I messed with his sister. And not just because he didn’t think I was good enough for her. He knew things that Mila didn’t. He knew things I was into. Things I was capable of. I understood why he didn’t want me with Mila. I even agreed with him. But as she gazed at me with her pouty lips, I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to stop what seemed to be the natural course of events between us.

“Hey, TJ, can I talk to you?” Barbie walked into the room, a frown on her face as she gazed at us.

“Yeah, sure,” I said and gave her a smile. “Come on in.”

“I want to talk to you without Miley.”

“It’s Mila,” Mila said as she rolled her eyes. “I’ll be in my room.” She gave me a pointed look. “Come and get me if you need me.”

“For anything?” I said softly, winking at her as she walked out.

“What do you mean?” she asked suspiciously.

“I was wondering if I could come and get you for anything, as you said ‘come and get me if you need me.’ ”

“Within reason, obviously,” she said and played with her blond tresses again.

“Oh, it will be reasonable,” I said with a grin. “See you later, Mila.”

“Uh huh,” she said as she hurried out of the room.

“You’re totally playing me, huh?” Barbie said as she closed the door.

“What are you talking about?” I asked her with a weak smile, trying not to show her my impatience. As I looked at her face, I wasn’t sure what I’d seen in her the night I’d picked her up.

“Does Mila know what you’re up to?” Barbie said as she raised an eyebrow at me.

“What are you talking about?” I asked with a frown, feeling annoyed.

“Does she know why I’m really here?”

“You’re not here to make her jealous, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“I’m not here to f*ck you, though, either. Am I?” Her eyes narrowed as she looked down at the bulge in my pants.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Barbie,” I said, my brain starting to work in overload. What exactly did Barbie know?

“Yes, you do.” She grinned. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. I wonder what Mila would think if she knew. And Cody?” She tilted her head back. “What would they all think if they knew exactly what TJ Walker had up his sleeve?”

“What are you talking about?” I said, but my heart sank as I knew that this had been a setup. Even the meeting at the bar must have been planned.

“We both know what I’m talking about.” She grinned. “So, you going to make the move on Mila, or what?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said again as I glared at her.

“She’ll be like putty in your hands.” She laughed. “And the poor girl has no clue. She’s going to think it’s all her, when you’ve had it all planned out.”

“I don’t know what you’re insinuating.” I grabbed her wrists and snarled.

“Sure you don’t.” She licked her lips, like a cat that had just gotten the cream. “You’d better make sure that things don’t get complicated for you.”

“They won’t,” I said and pursed my lips. “I’ll make sure of that.” But as I stood there and thought about what I had planned, I wasn’t so sure. Mila was going to complicate things. A lot. And not just because I wanted her in my bed. Not even because I wanted her to be my fake fiancée. No, I had to step very carefully now. I had to make sure that everything went smoothly. And step one of my plan was already in motion.





Chapter Six

Mila

October 4th, 2009

Dear Diary,

Something really weird happened today. TJ asked me what I thought love meant. Like seriously. For a few seconds I thought he was trying to tell me he loved me, but I don’t think he was. I think he was trying to talk to me on a deeper level, like I was an adult or something. I said that love is loving someone so much that you think of them before yourself. He then asked if I thought that was truly possible. I said of course. Then he just nodded and said I’d grow up one day. I have no idea what he meant by that. But I think he was saying he doesn’t believe in love. That makes me sad. For me and him. I think that’s a sign that I’m growing up. Scary, but true. That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t screw his brains out if I had the chance. Hahaha, I got that term from a book Sally’s been reading. I don’t really know where it came from. How can you screw someone’s brains out? I’m not sure, but maybe one day TJ will teach me. And maybe I can teach him how to fall in love. One can wish!