The Fake Mate PDF - Lana Ferguson
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login“I’M SEEING SOMEONE.”
In retrospect, the lie comes much easier than I thought it would. It feels icky, lying to the woman who’s raised me since I was twelve, but in the face of my seventh bad date (or has it been eight now? I’ve honestly lost count) in three months—it also feels necessary. My grandmother, Moira, has a reaction as immediate as it is expected.
“What? Who? Someone from work? Is it someone I know?” I know if I don’t shut down this line of questioning quickly, it will spiral into a full-blown interrogation.
“No,” I say quickly. “You don’t know him.” I think that this part at least isn’t so much of a lie, since I don’t know him either. Since he doesn’t exist. My grandmother means well, she does, but her taste in men —be they human or shifter—is downright terrible.
I have caught movies with shifter model train experts who wanted to scent me on the first date, I have gotten coffee with human data analysts who asked if I could somehow keep my tail in human form (I don’t even want to explore the thought process there); every bad date has only solidified the idea that I am
