The Ultimate Millionaire. Susan Mallery

I like having him help. It’s a big responsibility and I like having someone to share in the process. Plus, he’s fairly good-looking. Even if my day is going badly, it’s fun to have a little eye candy to look forward to.”

      “I don’t think he’s the kind of guy who likes being called eye candy.”

      “Probably not, but we won’t mention it.”

      Willow studied her. “So this is good?” she asked. “With Julie and Ryan getting married, Todd is kind of in the family now. We’ll all be friends?”

      “I think so. We’ll mock his choice of women when he brings dates, but that will be entertaining.”

      “Something to look forward to,” Willow said. “Todd’s not the kind of guy to hang out by himself.”

      Marina nodded in agreement, but found herself wondering about the other women in Todd’s life. No doubt he was seeing someone right now. Who was she? Some socialite or heiress? A high-powered businesswoman? Marina would guess that whoever she was, her wardrobe consisted of more than jeans and UCLA sweat shirts.

      Not that she, Marina, was trying to impress him. They were working together on the wedding. Nothing more. Except he’d kissed her. She still couldn’t seem to forget the flash of heat and need and desire that had nearly overwhelmed her. And that had been from a kind of nothing kiss. What would happen if he kissed her like he meant it?

      “He’s actually my date for the wedding,” Marina said. “We both promised Grandma Ruth we’d go on one date and the wedding seemed the easiest.”

      “Once again I encourage you to marry him so I can have a million-dollar nest egg,” Willow said with a grin.

      “Kane has money.”

      “Yes, but that’s his money. A fortune of my own would be kind of fun.”

      Marina shook her head. “Sorry. I don’t have any big plans to marry Todd. Not even for a million dollars.”

      “What about five million? I’ll bet Grandma Ruth would be delighted to cough up a little more cash.”

      “Not interested.”

      Willow sighed. “I thought our sisterly love was supposed to be unconditional. I hate that it has limits.”

      “Life can be tragic.”

      Willow glanced back at her ring. “There are some bright spots. I have Kane.”

      “Yes, you do.”

      Willow looked at her. “You’re next. Things happen in threes. First Julie, then me, so it’s your turn.”

      “I don’t think it works like that.”

      Not that she would say no to her own happily ever after, but there were complications. Falling for a guy meant trusting him completely. While she could see that happening, it also meant trusting herself, which she was a lot less sure about.