Page 33 of A Bear's Nemesis


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“All right,” said Hudson, opening the picnic basket. “I’m starving and thirsty. Quinn, you want some wine?”

“There’s wine in there?”

Grinning, Hudson held up two bottles of red wine in one hand and three wine glasses in the other.

“That’s a hell of a picnic basket,” Quinn said, laughing. “What else is in there?”

“Plates, cups, silverware, a cheese tray, a cheese knife, a tablecloth, matching napkins, salt and pepper shakers, and a box of matches. That’s not even counting the food.”

“No martini glasses?” Quinn asked.

Hudson grinned. “Bring it up with Mrs. Bloom,” he said.

Julius groaned, behind them.

“Or don’t,” said Hudson. “She’d probably have kittens if she knew Julius had talked to a woman.”

Then Julius and Hudson looked at each other, and there was an awkward silence.

“I’d love some wine!” Quinn said, just a little too loudly. She had the same strange feeling she’d had in the car, when Julius had called the three of them a triad.

It definitely wasn’t a bad feeling.

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