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“Trevor, we discussed this, and I thought you understood. What I did last night was a favor. Nothing more. Derek’s a close friend who needed my help. Besides—” She stopped herself and bit in to her muffin rather than say, besides I never made any kind of commitment to you.

“Besides what?” he asked, his gaze centered on her.

She swallowed, wishing she could keep her big mouth shut. “I… uh, know he’s not going to want to drag this out, because if he does, he won’t be able to see anyone else.”

The doorbell prevented Trevor from adding his opinion.

Not again. She suppressed the urge to groan and hang her head. When she’d opened the door and found Trevor instead of her parents, she’d assumed she’d dodged the bullet of dealing with them again. It looked like she said her thank yous too soon.

“Expecting someone?”

“Nope, but I bet it’s my parents stopping to say good-bye. They’re heading home this morning.”

The unknown visitor rang the bell a second time.

What were the odds whoever stood out there would leave if she didn’t answer? She already had one unexpected guest. She didn’t need any more.

“Do you want me to answer it for you?”

For a moment, she considered his offer. If Trevor opened the door for her dad, it would go a long way to appeasing him after last night. On the other hand, letting him answer might give her dad the wrong impression. Better if she did it herself.

“I got it.” She hopped off the barstool. “Be right back.”

Brooklyn yanked the door open. “Mom, Dad….”

“What took you so long? Were you still in bed?” Derek asked.

She took a step into the foyer and tried to pull the door behind her. She’d never been less happy to see Derek in her life. “Yesterday was a late night, and I’m on the slow side this morning.”

“Good thing it’s Saturday then.”

She moved closer to him and closed the door more. “Yep. So are you on your way up to see your nephew?”

“Came by to see you so we can talk. Maybe I’ll stop up later and see Kendrick. Not sure.”

She went to push up her glasses, but her fingertip landed on bare skin instead. “Oh, I thought you’d call me.” Any minute now she expected Trevor to come looking for her, because it shouldn’t take long to answer a door.

“Not this time.” His voice sent a nervous shiver down her spine. “Can we go inside and t

alk? Or we can go for breakfast first if you’re hungry, then come back here. I can hang around and watch television while you get ready.” He put his hand over hers on the doorknob. A jolt of warmth jumped from his skin into her hand and throughout her body.

He gave the door a push and it opened. “Did your parents stop by last night? I assumed they would, especially after you snuck out on everyone. I can’t believe you did that.” Derek didn’t wait before he walked inside, like he would on any other day.

“Everything okay?” Trevor called, his voice reaching her from the kitchen.

Derek stopped, causing her to bump into his back. “Fine,” she answered. I wish. Now she had two men in her apartment, neither of whom she wanted to deal with this morning. She should’ve stayed under the covers.

Reaching behind himself, Derek grabbed her hand and tugged until she stood next to him. “Early morning visitor?” he whispered in her ear, his breath warming her much like his touch had earlier. Without releasing her hand, Derek walked into the kitchen, leaving her no other choice but to come along.

Trevor remained seated when they walked in. “I just got a text from Katelyn.”

“Hello, Trevor,” Derek said.

Trevor whipped around, his smartphone in one hand and his latte in the other.

“Sorry for the interruption, but Brooklyn and I have some things to discuss,” Derek continued.

“And you couldn’t do it over the phone?”

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