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cold puff of air.
    “I needed privacy.”
    Be cool. Don’t make a move without a sure signal. She has to meet you at least halfway, or you’re going to look like a complete fool.
    He set the take-out container on the floor. “What’s up?”
    She laughed nervously and licked her lips. His joystick perked up. Down, boy. Nervous laughing is never a good sign.
    “I, uh, got myself into a little jam, and I was hoping you could help me out.”
    She bit her lip, and he stifled a groan . Sure, I’d love to help you out…of those clothes .
    Daisy kept talking, but all he could hear was the imaginary sound of those pants sliding down to the floor. He wondered what kind of underwear she wore. It was probably black. She’d look so sexy in black. Black panties with those high-heeled black leather boots of hers.
    “Trav, are you listening?”
    “Mmm…” Maybe a matching bra . His eyes trailed down.
    No, topless is better. No bra. Perky breasts, nipples at attention.
    “It’s a pretty big deal.” She sounded annoyed.
    Focus . Was this a good big deal or bad big deal?
    He quickly shifted his attention back to her face. Her brows were scrunched down as she regarded him with some irritation. He had to tread carefully. “That would be…”
    “Awesome.”
    He smiled. “Yes. And also—”
    “Well, I’m a little worried. I’ve never been on TV before.”
    TV?
    He went for casual. “What’s the name of the show again?”
    She narrowed her eyes. “I’m going to be on Mornings with Jessica this Friday.”
    He let that sink in. “For…”
    “Ergh! I knew you weren’t listening! You had this goofy smile on your face.”
    He gave her a slow smile. “I was distracted by your beauty.”
    “By my…” She jabbed a finger at him. “You’re not getting out of this by flattery.”
    He leaned close to whisper in her ear. “You were wearing black panties, boots, and nothing else.”
    She went quiet, and he took the opportunity to gently kiss the rapidly beating pulse point at her throat. She swallowed.
    Her voice came out soft. “It’s because of my blog.”
    He played with a lock of her hair. “Do you need me to watch Bryce?”
    She pulled her hair out of his grasp and shifted further away; though the car wasn’t that big, he could reach her easily. “That’s the thing. I have this really popular blog on being a mom, and they want my whole family on. Here’s where you come in.” She grimaced. “I sorta let people believe I’m married, so will you play my husband on TV?”
    Trav saw his opening like a flashing green Go sign. She needed him or she’d look the fool, or worse, a fraud. This could be a win-win-win. Win for Daisy, win for him, win for Bryce.
    He smiled his sweetest, most charming smile. “Of course I’ll play your husband on TV.”
    She blew out a breath of relief. “Great! Thank you. I knew you’d understand.”
    She reached for the ignition to shut off the car. He placed his hand on hers. They weren’t done quite yet.
    “As long as you play my wife in real life.”
    She dropped her hand and slowly turned to him. “You want me to pretend we’re married?”
    “No, I want a marriage for real.”
    “Trav, come on.”
    “Those are my terms. I promise we’ll look good for the cameras. Everyone will believe we’re happily married. But only if you promise we do it for real.”
    She hesitated. He could see the wheels turning in her head, the battle between what she wanted and what he wanted. Fact was, she was in dire need of a husband right now. He waited for her to realize his terms were the only chance she had of pulling this talk show deal off.
    She stared at her hands. “I don’t know.” She met his eyes. “It seems sorta rushed?”
    “I’ve waited six months,” he said quite reasonably.
    Her eyebrows crinkled, and she bit her lip. He played it cool, waiting her out. He could see the finish line. He didn’t touch her, barely breathed, just sat there willing her to cross that line with