Free Sweet on You (The Wilde Sisters #1) by Marianne Rice Page B

had…relationship issues in the past.”
    “And you haven’t?”
    Trent sighed. “She tends to get emotionally attached pretty fast. Falls hard before the second date.”
    “And you’re worried she’ll fall in love with you?”
    It did sound pretty arrogant when put that way, but she was the one who admitted to doing so. “Yeah, something like that.”
    “And that would be a bad thing…why?”
    Trent scowled. “I don’t do love. I’d break her heart before the end of dinner.”
    “It seems to me,” Brian said, taking Faith in his arms, “that you two have had dinner before. She in love with you already?”
    That stopped him in his tracks. Damn. What if she was? He couldn’t lead her on anymore. That wouldn’t be fair. He’d use his upcoming trip to LA to put some distance between them and hopefully diffuse any romantic ideas she had in her head.
    “Dude, stop the train. I can see the fear bubbling up inside you. Don’t dump her now because you’re afraid she may have feelings for you. Why don’t you hop on board and go for a ride? See how she feels.” Brian smirked.
    Trent snatched the spatula and took the burgers off the grill. “Food’s ready.” He needed time to figure out what to do. One part of him—his lower half—definitely wanted to take Rayne for a test drive. But his head said other things. And his heart—damn, his heart never got involved—seemed to have a mind of its own. He needed some time to himself to figure out exactly what that organ was trying to tell him. Damn if it ever talked to him before.
     
    ***
     
    Rayne
     
    It wasn’t like Trent was the first guy she ever introduced to her family, but the other two men had been fiancés at the time. After a dinner with surly Sage and her parents’ sickening lovey-dovey behavior, both fiancés had gone off running. Or maybe it was Rayne they ran from. If Kevin or Roger truly loved her, they would have gotten past her family’s idiosyncrasies.
    Granted, this time she wasn’t introducing a fiancé, just a friend.
    Unfortunately.
    Rayne sighed and took one final peek in the mirror. Her lavender sundress showed off her sun-kissed skin, accentuating her curves in a flirty, not sexy manner. Sage would pick up on any sudden wardrobe changes. Rayne wasn’t one for sexy dresses like Thyme.
    Normally she kept her hair pulled back in a ponytail; she figured her hair needed a day off, so she wore it down. She may have had two fiancés in her wake but she’d never spent so much time prepping or caring how she looked. Trent seemed more interested in his stupid frosting and filling than he was in her. She lathered on her new coconut raspberry lotion that she picked up this morning in hopes of luring Trent to her sweet spot.
    Tonight she’d wow him.
    Hopefully.
     
    ***
     
    Trent
     
    It was damn near impossible to keep his hands on the wheel and his tongue in his mouth. The woman smelled like she should be licked from head to toe. She was mouthwatering in her little, airy dress and tanned legs that stretched for miles. Thank God he was driving or he would have dived over the center console and taken her in the front seat.
    Rayne seemed oblivious to her sex appeal. Which made her even more alluring. Trent reached over and cranked the air conditioner.
    “Hot?”
    He gulped and nodded. “Too cold?” His gaze skimmed her arms, searching for goosebumps.
    “No. It feels good. The humidity is pretty gross today. I’m hoping I’ll stay somewhat cool in this dress. I should have warned you my parents don’t believe in air conditioning. The hotter the better, is their motto.” She blushed and chewed on her lips.
    Was she purposely trying to torture him? “Good to know.” Yeah, he sounded stupid. She did this to him all the time, got him tongue-tied and sounding like a fifteen-year-old on his first date. He tried to block out her scent, her presence, and tuned in to the country music filling the car. Trent didn’t want to think of running