The Unhoneymooners (Unhoneymooners, #1)

by Christina Lauren

“I like her.” “I would hope so,” Chris whispers back. “She’s your wife.” And boom goes my heart. He’s drunk, I tell myself. This isn’t a thing he’s saying, just drunk words.

I reach out, carefully sweeping the hair across his forehead, and he looks up at me with such intensity that I freeze with my fingers near his temple. “What do you mean, then?” I ask quietly. He doesn’t break eye contact. Not even for a breath. “It’s so exhausting pretending to hate you.”

“Good. Because I’m sort of crazy about you.” Holding my breath, I quietly admit, “I’m crazy about you, too.”

“Excuse me,” Ethan says to a woman in a passing group. “Would you mind taking a photo of me and my girlfriend?”

Things are easy, and fun, and effortless. This isn’t how new relationships are supposed to be: they are supposed to be stressful, and exhausting, and uncertain.