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quarterback for the Florida Fireballs, he’d attracted more women than a David’s Bridal wedding dress sale. He’d bet he’d probably met a hundred Madelines back then—when everybody loved him and thought he was some kind of freakin’ football god. Including his own fiancée. Then that bubble burst along with his future career. He’d eventually gotten over both. He’d become the successful business owner to three Red Zone Fitness Centers in the North Shore area of Massachusetts, and he now just enjoyed female companionship for what it was truly worth. A temporary means to an end. A fun and temporary means, but it all still led to an end—one that he always made sure to initiate.
    No harm, no foul that way.
    Kennedy reached out and gave his cheek an affectionate pat. “Hey, I’m sorry that it has to be a wedding. But maybe it’ll be good for you. You know, a hair-of-the-dog kind of thing,” she added with a wobbly smile.
    Hair of the dog. Huh. If that were the case, he was about to choke down one supersized Bernese mountain dog kind of milkshake over the next few weeks. But if it was good for Kennedy’s business, it would mean the extra money he sorely needed, so he’d grin and dazzle this woman until her head spun. And pray it was the last time he’d ever have to help out with the “family business” again.
    “I’m a big boy, Ken. I can handle a wedding event.” He hoped. “So when do I meet this desperate woman with the great personality?”
    “I’m glad you asked.” His cousin suddenly dropped her hands, clearing her throat as if she had a wad of cotton lodged in it. “Now, don’t get huffy,” she began.
    Trent frowned at her. “Huffy? You are not allowed to refer to me or any man as huffy. In fact, you telling me not to get huffy is getting me…well, huffy.”
    Kennedy checked her watch. “Okay. Then don’t get upset with me, because I figured you would agree to play escort for me. Eventually.” She glanced over his shoulder then swallowed again. “It’s just that, well, your future wedding date just walked in.”

Chapter Two
    B etween lying to her family and hiring an escort service to save face, Maddie figured her life at this point had all the makings of an award-winning reality TV show.
    Thank goodness she really liked and trusted the owner of Match Made Easy, Kennedy Pepperdine. Maddie needed someone like her in her corner. Kennedy was about her age and seemed professional and completely empathized with Maddie’s dateless plight. She assured her that she had her very best man lined up for the job—which was a huge relief. Maddie needed nothing less than a 100 percent perfect man, otherwise she wasn’t sure she’d be able to pull off this fake wedding date fiasco.
    She was about to invest a good chunk of her savings on this ploy, so it had to go right. But it would be worth it to squash the family curse rumor for a while and to have her ex—Ryan—see that she’d found somebody else so quickly, especially since he was the one who had caused her to lose her job in the first place. The rat.
    Her eyes burned from lack of sleep as she gazed around the gym. Maddie considered Red Zone Fitness as the meeting place a bit odd, but Kennedy assured her that neutral everyday atmospheres worked best for first meets. So here she was, looking out of place—and now that she thought about it, a little out of shape. She adjusted her running shorts, which seemed a bit tighter than usual. She could feel them inching up her butt cheek with the slightest of movements. What made her think she could meet her date, then squeeze in a workout?
    It was Maddie’s first time there, but she liked what she saw of the gym. The workout area had a good mix of men and women of all ages. The treadmills faced the windows, which overlooked part of Massachusetts Bay, but had tinted glass so people walking along the paved path couldn’t see in. Despite needing a little TLC, everything looked clean and neat. She