Trinity Green sagged against the closed door of her condo and sighed. She was an extrovert. She loved people, thrived on their company. Yet for some reason, Faith's baby shower had totally exhausted her. She was happy for Faith, thrilled about the baby, a boy, and that Faith had fallen for Connor and he'd fallen for her. It made Trinity's matchmaking heart implode with happiness. Honest to God. That's why she'd planned the shower though Faith had three months to go. She wanted to make sure her best friend in all the world had plenty of time to get the baby things she absolutely must have but didn't receive at the party.
But with all that giddiness and the way Connor (who'd insisted on being there) kept touching Faith and looking at her with such an adoring gaze...Trinity didn't know why it gave her headache, but it did. A migraine, which then gave her an upset stomach. As much as she loved, loved Faith, she had to get out.
Faith Castle wants a family, Connor Kingston wants to run her father's company. In a modern-day marriage of convenience, the bargaining begins…
He actually wanted to marry her?
Faith laughed, a real laugh, not one of horror or disbelief. His compliments warmed her, made her sit straighter in her chair. God. Was he starting to win her over? “I've never met anyone like you. You just say what you're thinking, don't you, without worrying how the other person is going to judge you?”
He leaned back in his chair and spread his hands. “What you see is what you get.”
The girls at the next table in the café turned saucer-eyed like one of her little kindergartners. He continued to ignore them. Rather, he didn't even appear to notice them.