Having His Body but Never His Heart

After a night of passion, the amnesiac boyfriend I took in leaned back against the couch and watched me.

My legs were still weak as I headed into the kitchen to prepare a meal for him.

Halfway through cooking, he suddenly wrapped his arms around me from behind.

After a moment of silence, he murmured, "Actually, I lied about having amnesia. I'm the heir to the Payne family."

I burst out laughing. "Sure. And I'm the daughter of the richest man in the country."

He pinched my cheek and laughed along with me.

"I have a fiancee," he added. "I'm getting married tomorrow."