Sweet on You (The Wilde Sisters #1) Read Free Page B

walking, put her hand over her chest and glanced up at him. “Wow. I think I’m in love.”
    Trent pulled back, fear and trepidation cinching his chest. Of course a girl like Rayne would want more than he could offer. Too wrapped up in staring at Faith again, Rayne didn’t seem to notice his hesitancy. She continued walking and laughing, waving a hand in the air as she pushed the stroller, asking questions about Faith and telling him about the other classes she taught. Trent would have hit the ground running as soon as she started talking about babies and the white picket fence, but she wasn’t pressuring him into being her other half or hinting that she wanted anything to do with him other than smother his goddaughter with attention. Part of him was offended that she wasn’t falling all over him. And then she stopped, squatted in front of Faith, and made the same ridiculous raspberry noises with her mouth he’d often see his sister do.
    The instant attraction morphed into something else unrecognizable to Trent. Appreciation? Admiration? He hadn’t a clue.
    They talked and laughed during their hour walk around the cove. He couldn’t remember having such a relaxing time with a woman. She wasn’t hitting on him and he wasn’t hitting on her; they laughed and enjoyed each other’s company. It’s like they were becoming…friends.
     
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    Rayne
     
    Her heart danced and twirled during their walk. If Trent Kipson wasn’t gay she’d be desperately in love…again…and running to Macy’s to pick out a china pattern…again. Maybe he was a gift from heaven. Rayne knew she had issues and fell in and out of love too easily. She wanted to marry and have the house full of babies she so desired. Soon.
    Owning and running her fitness studio paid the bills, but her heart wouldn’t be complete until she had a child of her own.
    Rayne liked being in a relationship, but men seemed to shy away when she started talking about starting a family. She’d fallen for two men who said they wanted the happily ever after with her, yet when it came down to deciding on venues and dates, they got cold feet and strayed. Thankfully falling out of love wasn’t hard to do when the men she dated had cheated, didn’t want children, wanted no-strings sex, or bored her to death.
    However, Trent was different. He was adorably handsome and panty-dropping sexy holding his daughter. It was totally inappropriate, thinking about sex when holding a baby, but wasn’t that how they were made? God knew what he was doing when he made Trent. And his boyfriend wasn’t too hard on the eyes either.
    They talked about sports, movies, Maine, and fitness as they walked. It was a relief not to have to hold her heart at bay or be constantly wondering when he was going to try to shove his hand down her pants. Instead of pondering how long she’d have to date Trent before he popped the question and they had oodles of babies, she focused on getting to know him. Without the added pressure of hoping he’d be her soul mate, Rayne let loose and giggled and snorted like she was hanging with her sisters, not worrying about making a fool of herself.
    Rayne knew she didn’t have a striking face like her sister Sage, or a cute button nose like her sister Thyme, but she had a great body. Now. She was half the size she was ten years ago.
    For the first two months of college, she seriously hated her college roommate. The girl was beautiful, bouncy, and hit it off with all the boys, but she took Rayne under her wing and got her into parties and introduced her to people. By the end of their freshman year, Rayne had lost fifty pounds, learned how to apply the right amount of makeup, and had an in with the “cool kids” on campus.
    Once she gained a little self-confidence, life was a breeze. By the end of her sophomore year, she changed her major to health and fitness with a minor in business management. She realized feeling good about her appearance actually helped her