As they walked through the parking lot, Alex kept his eyes fixed on the jewelry store ahead of them. It was the third one they’d gone to that afternoon. “It’s a waste of your money. We’ve been to two other stores, and neither of them had one that looked like Quinn’s for a reasonable price. Besides, Nina and Tessa are the only ones who don’t know we’re not really engaged. One’s too immature to care about your ring, and the other one is seven years old.” Cass laughed. “I think you’re underestimating both of them. If I don’t have a ring, none of this will be believable. We’re planning a fake wedding; it has to seem realistic.” Rolling his eyes at the irony of her comment, Alex held the thick glass door open for Cass so she could step inside. “Do you ever say things silently to yourself before you say them aloud?” Cass whipped her head back toward him and shot Alex a smart-ass grin. “Chances are, we wouldn’t be here if the answer to that question was yes.”
