I remind myself that Beau is older and charming and about to be my fake fiancé. He’s always been a flirt—a showboat—and it’s nice to get a peek at that side of him. It feels good to be the one who can bring it out in him, but if I’m going to go through with this bet, I’ll need to keep reminding myself that we’re pretending. And that Eatons don’t mix with Jansens.
