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me. If you’re still speaking to me. I’ve spent the day trying to figure out what went wrong this morning, but I’ll be damned if I know,” he confided softly in her ear.

He had the most seductive mannerisms, and Darcy wasn’t immune, but she felt vaguely uneasy as well as guilty about missing the Seattle concert. She hadn’t forgotten George’s warning, and wondered if she wasn’t just piling up more problems than Griffin could surmount. She covered his hands with her own and tried to sound reasonably sane.

“I shouldn’t have gone snooping through your house,” she said.

“Snoop all you like. I’ve nothing to hide. I told you the bathrooms were worth seeing, and they are. I always take a laptop with me, and I could send you an email or two while I’m away.”

He’d changed the subject so smoothly, Darcy was simply in awe. She told him her email address and was confident he would remember it. She was going to have to be careful of everything she said when he might dredge it up later to prove a point. It was another reason to be wary, and she already had too many.

“Would you like to go whale watching Wednesday morning? Christy Joy and Twink are going out on Jeremy Linden’s boat and want us to come along. It should be fun, even if we don’t spot any whales.”

“I get seasick,” Griffin confessed.

Darcy turned to look up at him. “So do I, but we’ll be out on deck with plenty of fresh air, and seasickness shouldn’t be a problem.”

“So you say.”

Darcy was astonished to learn he possessed any weakness at all. “Do you get motion sickness when you fly?”

“Yes, but I have pills for it.”

“Then take a couple Wednesday morning, and you’ll be fine.”

Griffin shook his head. “They make me kind of loopy, and I might fall overboard.”

For a split second, Darcy wondered if he were refusing to come along to pay her back for missing the Seattle concert. It would be a petty way to get even, but she couldn’t put it past him.

“I don’t want you to get sick, Griffin, but when I tell you about the whales we saw, you’ll be sorry you missed it.”

“Probably, but I’ll not be sorry I spent the whole voyage puking over the stern either. Besides, I’m flying up to Seattle Wednesday afternoon, and I can’t really spare the time.”

Now, Darcy was convinced he was paying her back. Rather than let him see her seethe, she just shrugged. “I imagine you do need to practice a bit.”

“I’ll have three days to rehearse with the symphony before the concert, so that should be enough. If it isn’t, well, those critics I mentioned will have something new to report in their columns.”

“You don’t sound worried.”

“I’m not, but I’ll miss you. What do you want to cook for dinner tonight?”

Darcy looped her arms around his thighs. She’d never dated a man with his height, and it was nice to be surrounded with so much muscular male flesh. “Are you inviting yourself to dinner at my house, or asking me to come up to yours again?”

“Whichever you’d like. I’m the most agreeable of men.”

“Except when it comes to boats.”

“Oh, all right, boats are the exception, but at least I eat seafood. Let’s just grab something at the little market we passed and eat at your place tonight.”

Darcy rested her cheek against his upper arm. “It’s getting chilly, but I’m awfully comfortable right here.”

“So am I, but I’m hungry. Let’s go.” He slipped free of her grasp, rose and, with an easy scoop, lifted her to her feet.

Darcy took his hand and carried her shoes as they retraced their steps, but she made a mental note to keep track of how many times he discounted her suggestions to do what he wished. He might pamper her, but still, they did things his way. That was annoying, but at least she’d refused to abandon Christy Joy and go to Seattle.

“Where will you be performing next?” she asked.

“Budapest. Do you have a passport?”

“No, but—”

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