Angela stepped towards the door, but Gael stopped her and tugged on her hand.
"Just wait a minute. Think about this for a second." He pulled her to the side, away from the door in case anyone would hear them.
She drew her brows up, confused at his hesitation. "What? You're the one who offered you'll pretend with me. Why are you backing out now?"
"I'm not backing out." He suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. There was no way he was backing out—heck, he wanted to go through this without pretending, but of course, that's not gonna happen. Squeezing her hand, he added, "But we're going to waltz in there, and your dad is going to start asking some questions. Are you ready to answer him without stuttering?"
