m's

t marriag

-it's one of those deep, mocking ones that make people uncomfortable

yes. It's the kind of look that says, I know exactly what I

orward slightly. Her makeup-way too

suggested this meeting in the fi

my skin crawl. And yet, here she is, sugges

ut I had to break up with him because I've apparently been destined to marry you. Neither of us even likes each oth

with her? Absolutely not. This whole situation is temporary-a farce

op myself from sn

es. "Unless..." Her lips curl into a sly

Fall for you? Not

n what's the problem? You'r

fist against the table. My temper flare

an bully into silence. You don't scare me. And let's get one thing straight-I'm doing you a favor by even considering this

rd. For a moment, I'm stunned.

her arms

ice. "And who exactly do you think you are

me," she s

. "Excu

heard

ause I don'

ur family came crawling to mine for a partnership. And

e's not wrong, but

It gives us both an out. We act like the perfect couple for a while, then go our separate

ract for that? Can't we ju

too. It's like insurance. It guarantees no one-especi

sound, but I'm not ready t

ve made it clear you don't care about you

moment, then shrugs, he

k. "Re

end and my so-ca

e. Her ex must've done something unforgivable. Then a

. If revenge is her motiv

. "But don't get it twisted-I can get what I want wi

ark of irritation in

she asks, her vo

ontract marriage idea... it's not the worst plan. Especially

e. I'll agree-but only if I'm

She doesn't even hesitate before reac

he says,

m my seat, smirking as I head for the door