My Fake Fiancé (The Greene Family #8)

by Piper Rayne

“And I’m sorry, he’s cute and all, but you can’t marry him.” My forehead wrinkles. “Excuse me? No one said anything about marrying him.” “I wouldn’t call him cute, Nik, more like hunk on a stick.” Posey leans to the side to try to get another look at him. “I just went over names with Logan last night and there’s only one boy name we agree on.” “You’ve been holding out on me all morning?” Posey asks, easily distracted from Noah—for the record, I don’t understand how he doesn’t hold her attention. “We both like Noah,” Nikki says as though it’s obvious. “I don’t want some weird confusion if Mandi marries a Noah and my baby is named Noah. We’d always have to be, like, ‘Mandi’s Noah’ or ‘baby Noah’ and what will that mean for my poor son when he brings home his first girlfriend and his family calls him ‘baby Noah’ all the time?” We all stare at her for a moment. “Getting a little ahead of ourselves,” I say. “Plus, there’s no future with him anyway. Last time he was here was three months ago.” Nikki leans back to look at him. “What does he do?” “He’s a photographer.” Nikki’s face lights up. “Oh, I want to get pregnancy photos.” “Are you sure you want a guy named Noah photographing a Noah in your belly?” Posey asks and laughs. Nikki, of course, doesn’t find it funny. Pregnancy hormones have made her humorous side disappear.