Gazing into his sincere eyes, Lena felt her chest tighten. ‘What will Rhys think if he finds out Theon wants me to pretend to be his girlfriend?’ The thought made her stomach twist. ‘Wouldn’t that only create problems between the cousins? Maybe even between both families?’

Her fingers curled against her clothes. ‘It’s just temporary. No need to make it a big deal.’ She tried convincing herself.

“Lena?”

She jerked from her thoughts. “Lena.” Rhys called again, worry filling his face. “What are you thinking about?”

“Hmm?” She blinked fast before avoiding his eyes. “It’s nothing. Just… a small favor I’m repaying him for.”

Rhys frowned. “What favor?” His grip...