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flower-adorned baby headband.
    Riley sighed, just as she had so many times when she was trying to manipulate someone. “I wish there was a way to have Nico home with me more. Can you think of any way to make that happen?”
    “For the hundredth time, I’m not working for Dad.”
    “Even if it means my husband will be home more? So your niece can see her daddy more?”
    “No. You know how crazy he gets. I can’t work for him.” Mia continued browsing the shop, not making eye contact with Riley.
    They’d been over this numerous times and she wasn’t about to do it again. Yeah, Mia working at the car dealership would lighten the load for Nico and make his life better, but she wasn’t about to make her own miserable. Her father may have been a reasonable man at one time, but since becoming The Great Antonio Montonari, everything had to be his way. On several occasions over the last two decades when she’d visited him at work, she’d witnessed him yelling about this, firing someone over that. She once saw him scream at a guy for forgetting to restock the snack supply in the customer lounge.
    No way. She dealt with her father’s control issues at family functions and she refused to subject herself to that misery on a daily basis. He’d just have to find someone else to work for him.
    “If it was to help Bryn, you would,” Riley mumbled under her breath as she flipped through a rack of footed pajamas.
    “What did you say?”
    “Nothing. Can you at least have dinner with your only sister, maybe a movie, so I don’t have to spend yet another night alone and bored? Mom said she’d watch Gianna.”
    “I can’t. I have plans.”
    “Plans? With a guy?”
    Actually, yes, but she wasn’t telling Riley that. She’d get all mushy and start planning a wedding. Apparently reaching thirty had made Mia an old maid, and if she didn’t find a man soon, her womb would dry up and cease to exist.
    It wasn’t as if Mia hated the idea of marriage and kids and the whole shebang, but she wanted it on her own terms. No stuffy setups. No nagging. And definitely no four-thousand-square-foot house and hired help. That was not the life she was looking for. Someday she’d find what she wanted. And there’d be no settling until she did, regardless of the biological clock that ticked in her sister’s head.
    “He must be hot. You totally just spaced thinking about him.”
    Mia shook out of her thoughts. “Um, no. I’m meeting someone, but it’s not like that.”
    “Are you sure? It could be.”
    “No. It definitely won’t be.” Even if she was in the market for a boyfriend or whatever, Ryan and the rest of the guys were off limits. “It’s a work thing.”
    “People fall in love at work all the time. That’s how I met Nico.”
    Yeah. Took a long while for that gossip to die down at the dealership. Their father had walked in on Riley giving Nico a blow job in the back corner of the detail shop, where Nico worked as a detailer. The famous Antonio Montanari demanded Nico either marry his daughter or find a new job. He did both. Marrying into the Montanari family had given him a wife and a promotion. His father-in-law had made him his right-hand man.
    Mia’s stomach churned. Riley had used sex to snag a husband, and she was using sex to save her floundering business. Ugh. Was she really no better than her horny sister?
    Yes. Mia was helping her friend, and saving what they’ve worked their whole adult lives for. She wasn’t on her knees luring a man in with her sucking technique. She was doing legitimate product testing. Yep. Keep telling yourself that.
    Besides, Riley had gotten what she wanted. Maybe Mia would, too. And if that meant getting to look at Ryan on a regular basis, so be it. No one ever said you couldn’t mix business with nice scenery. And maybe it wouldn’t even be Ryan as the scenery. It could be tonight’s guy, or one of the others.
    Lying to herself was starting to become a trend. I’ m in so much