Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 46

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Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 46

I situated myself in front of his face on the carpet and studied him. Why had he been drinking? Actually, what had he been thinking?!

I suddenly had the urge to push the little strand of hair out of his face, so I reached forward and did so. I felt him stir so I quickly retracted my hand. It would be so embarrassing if Henry woke up to find my hand caressing his gorgeous face …
“Peter?”

I blinked and realised what he had just called me. “Do I look like Peter?” I snapped, feeling just a teeny bit offended.

“Oh … Lainie.”
“Henry,” I started with a sigh. “Why did you drink? You were passed out! You looked like you came from a beach party from Miami!”
Henry’s eyes then snapped open fully. “I was asleep you idiot! I didn’t pass out!”
I raised my eyebrow. Like I believed him! He had been known for getting drunk at parties in LA before. “And I’m the President of the United States.”

Henry rolled his eyes. “Not funny.”
“How do you explain the vodka bottle if you weren’t drinking then?” I asked, pointing to the empty glass bottle beside me.
Henry pushed himself up from the couch and rolled his eyes once more. “I only took a sip. Peter was here for while to discuss things about the movie. He drank most of it,” he explained.
“So … Peter’s drunk?” I asked, unable to imagine him walking tipsily around and shouting strings of profanities to random people passing by.

Henry nodded. “He drank more than just one bottle,” he added with a wrinkle of his nose. I bit my lip to hold back my smile, because he looked adorable doing that. “He’s probably passed out in his hotel room right now. When he started getting drowsy, I kicked him out of here.”

“You really kicked him huh?” I knew he hadn’t meant it literally, but I couldn’t help but ask. I suddenly imagined Henry literally kicking Peter out of this very hotel suite (which looked rather ridiculous), even if it wasn’t the appropriate time to think like that.

Henry looked at me like I fell from Mars. “And lose my part of Cade Lionel? No thanks.”
It was silent then because I didn’t know what to say, and I was surprised Henry was watching me intently, instead of adding some other witty remark to make me angry. I then remembered the real reason of why I was mad with Henry, which got me all riled up. It was all about anger tonight. But instead of yelling, I stated calmly, “Henry, I am so pissed at you.”

He blinked from confusion of what I just said and finally realised what I was talking about. “I’m not very happy with you either, Lainie.” He shifted his jaw, which looked pretty attractive but I mentally waved off that thought because I was supposed to be angry with him, not smitten.
I glared at him. “Because I’m hanging out with Keith? Why the hell does he bother you?!”
Henry ran a hand through his hair and wouldn’t look me in the eye. “Look, I’m not in the mood for this. Just … don’t hang out with him so much.”

He stood up and started to walk away, but I quickly hopped up and blocked him from going further. His eyes narrowed at me, so I did the same.

“Oh you’re not going anywhere!” I exclaimed. How dare he try and walk out of this! Coward.

“Get out of my way Lainie,” Henry warned.
I crossed my arms and changed to a cocky stance, just to annoy him more. “I think I’m good here thanks. Now tell me why you hate Keith!”

Henry stayed silent, so I decided to make some random guesses, hoping I would guess right, get a reaction out of Henry and make him admit it.
“Is he an undercover spy out to get you? Is that why you don’t approve of him?” Even though it sounded stupid, it could be a possibility, although I couldn’t imagine Keith as someone wearing all black and snooping around.

“No,” Henry answered curtly.
“Your half-brother?”
“No.”

“Your brother?”
“No!”

“April’s ex?!”
“NO!”

“Your ex?!” I was really at loss.
“I’M NOT GAY!”

“Your-”
“HE’S TAKING YOU AWAY FROM ME!” Henry roared.

I jumped. What? What had he just said?! I met his eyes, bewildered. He looked shocked too, as though those words had accidentally slipped from his mouth. I could feel the tension in the air and it somehow excited me.

“He’s taking me away from you?” I whispered, praying to God at the same time that what he had just said was indeed the truth. My heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to burst from my chest.