“I can’t see how it couldn’t.”

Liz leaned back on the sofa. “Well, I thought much the same thing about my job when I was representing Gavin as his agent, and he and I got involved. Talk about a major conflict of interest. But when chemistry is involved, there’s not much that’ll hold two people back who really want to be with each other, you know?”

She could see how Gavin and Liz would fit together. Liz was definitely a dynamo who said what was on her mind. And Gavin—he was hot. “Yes, I can see that.”

“So how do you really feel about Trevor? Any . . . feelings there for him?” Alicia asked.

She took a deep breath and chanced a look at him across the room. It was as if he could sense her, because his gaze pulled away from his friends and landed on her, and again, there was that wickedly sexy smile of his that never failed to get her motor running.

She smiled back, just a little one, and returned her attention to Alicia and Liz.

“There’s something. I just don’t know how to categorize it. He kind of ignored me in college, so I never thought he was interested.”

“But you were interested in him?” Liz asked.

“Yeah. I had an epic crush on him, but nothing ever came of it since he pretty much ignored me.”

“College guys can be dumb and oblivious sometimes,” Alicia said. “All the guys I was interested in in college never knew I existed.”

Liz nodded. “But it seems as if he’s interested now. The question is, what should you do about it?”

She enjoyed having these women to talk to. Her friends back home had all scattered after college, and while they e-mailed back and forth, she didn’t have a lot of women to talk to, especially after her dad died. Her emotions had been in flux, and she’d been a ball of confusion. “I don’t know. I’m not sure I trust my feelings right now.”

“Maybe you should just do what feels right—what makes you happy,” Liz said.

She glanced over at Trevor again. “Maybe I should.”

Chapter Eight

TREVOR KEPT AN EYE ON HAVEN WHILE HE WAS TALKING with the guys. She seemed engrossed in conversation with Alicia and Liz, and eventually disappeared upstairs with Liz after a while.

He knew why, when Liz came downstairs a little while later with Genevieve. Many of the women surrounded her and the baby. And really, Genevieve was kind of hard to resist. At almost two months old, the infant was cute as hell with a full head of red hair just like her mom’s, and her cute chubby cheeks.

She sure was loud, though, crying when anyone but Gavin or Liz tried to hold her. Liz apologized, but shrugged and took the baby and held her. The baby eventually quieted, and they left early.

It must suck having a kid. Something he never intended to do, anyway, so he’d never have to worry about those sleepless nights Gavin was always telling him about.

Haven came over. “Did you get a chance to see the baby?”

“Yeah. She’s cute.”

“She’s adorable. Liz said she’s going to hate when she has to go back to work soon.”

“Yeah, I’ll bet. Though maybe she’ll get some rest then,” he teased.

Haven laughed. “I doubt she’ll rest. She’ll probably worry about the baby the whole time. And I can’t imagine with all the travel she has to do how she’s going to deal with leaving Genevieve. Though she said her mother-in-law has offered to watch her, so I’m sure that’s going to give her some peace of mind.”

“That’s good.”

“Are you having a good time?”

“I am. How about you? I saw you spending a lot of time with Alicia and Liz.”

Her lips curved into a smile. “I did. We had a nice conversation.”

“About?”

“Work. And . . . stuff.”

He arched a brow. “What kind of stuff?”

“Oh, just some stuff about you. And me. And you and me.”

“Really. Care to share?”

“Maybe later. I’m a little hungry right now. How about we grab some food?”

“Sounds like a good idea.” He led her into the dining room, where food was spread out across the table. They grabbed plates and filled up, then found a spot outside. It was a cool night, but there was a fire pit and heaters set up.

They took seats next to Garrett, who was seated with Alicia and a couple of other guys from the team.

“How’s it going, Haven?” Garrett asked.

“Good. You and Alicia have a beautiful home. Thank you for inviting us here tonight.”