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Chapter Ten
Furious, Darcy slid into an empty chair between Gracie and the sheriff, Charlie, gritting her teeth as she tried to get her rage under control. How dare he? Asshole. Jerk. Bastard.
She let the expletives fly through her head.
Maddie raised a brow. “Is everything okay?”
Griffin slid into the space across from her and she glared at him.
“Everything’s great,” she said, attempting to stem her agitation, considering she was a guest in their home.
Maddie looked back and forth between Darcy and Griffin.
He smiled at her. “Everything is fine.” He crossed his heart with his finger. “Scout’s honor.”
Darcy snorted. “Ha!”
Every eye at the table swung back to her.
Her temper flared and she forgot about propriety. How dare he pretend to be all good and upstanding when she knew the truth?
Calm as could be, Griffin raised a brow. “Have something to say, Darce?”
“Don’t call me that.” Her voice sounding snappish, she glanced around the table expecting to see disapproving faces, but that’s not what she found. If anything, they all looked interested and amused. She turned back to Griffin and huffed. “Like you were ever a Scout.”
He smiled, that slick politician’s smile she wanted to smack off his face. “I am now. An honorary one.”
She threw down cards she hadn’t bothered to look at. “When you were ten you snuck into their camp and sabotaged it.”
Everyone laughed.
“Yes, well, we might have had some differences in the past.” Griffin rubbed the back of his stupid, too gorgeous neck. She wanted to punch him. Break that straight, pretty nose; fatten those lips she’d already thought about sliding over her skin.
Why, why, why did he have to be so attractive?
Out of all the things in the world, why couldn’t that have gone her way?
She narrowed her eyes on him. “You have them all fooled, but I know the truth. You, sir, are no saint.”
The gaze of everyone at the table swung back toward him. He shrugged and sat back on the chair. “Darcy and I have a bit of a past.”
As though that explained everything.
She rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
“We used to date in high school,” Griff continued, as though she wasn’t throwing a temper tantrum in front of a group of strangers. “It’s well-documented.”
Mitch rubbed a hand over his jaw. “I can see it ended well.”
Darcy drained her drink and put it on the table. Okay, it was time to get back under control. She blew out a deep breath, gathered her cards, and put a pleasant smile on her face. “That was the past and this is now. And since we’re on the subject, maybe you can explain to me why he can take my mom’s house.”
Mitch smiled, his expression appeasing, as though he was placating her. “Why don’t you come by my office first thing tomorrow morning and we can talk it through? I can explain your options, and also tell you why this is a good thing for the town.”
This might not be her town, but it was theirs. Refusing to listen to their arguments didn’t win her any favors. It was right then she realized she’d made this personal. Made this about her and Griffin and their unfinished past. It forced her to confront the truth: A part of her wasn’t over him.
But she’d think about that later.
Right now, she’d listen. She looked at everyone. “Does everyone at this table want the town center project?”
