Fiancé for the Night: Chapter Twelve
Heart pounding, Troy led Cassie out of the store and to an empty park bench in Union Square where they sat. So much was riding on the engagement party. Somehow, he had to get her to agree to attend. “You said you would go to the party, but now you don’t want to go through with it. I don’t understand why you’re changing your mind.”
He really didn’t.
She didn’t say anything.
He’d try again. “What’s the big deal about dressing up and pretending to be engaged for one more night? We’ve survived a dinner out and the weekend at your parents’ house. This is only a few more hours.”
Cassie started to speak, but then stopped herself.
Be patient. Pushing her wouldn’t work, so Troy remained quiet.
A crowded cable car headed down Powell Street. The driver clan
