Audrey had been acting strange. It wasn’t anything in particular, but for the past two days he’d gotten the impression that something was weighing heavily on her mind. What bothered him almost as much was realizing just how much he’d come to care that something was weighing heavily on her mind.
He’d let himself get far more invested in what was never supposed to be anything more than a platonic business arrangement. Hell, he’d barely been able to think of anything but the damn, sexy woman for the past two weeks. And he both loved and hated that. What he hated more than anything—even if it was difficult for him to admit—was that in a few days, it would be over. The trial would be over, and there would be no reason for Audrey to continue posing as his fiancée. But damn it, he didn’t want he
