It was a green-card wedding... Nicholas Sankovitch needed a wife. And while prim, proper Toria Tryon was a least likely candidate, his eight year old daughter, Anya, was already head over heels in love with her. Single. Thirty. What did Toria have to lose by accepting? She'd be giving Anya a better life. Only Toria didn't count on Nick's old world machismo, his yen for fast food or his love of seventies sitcoms. No one believed she'd married such a well, primitive man - least of all the deportation agents determined to expose the marriage as a fake. Keeping up husband-wife appearances would have to be convincing. But genuine...?