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“The fuck it doesn’t,” Logan growled.

“Come on. Let’s get you to bed,” Emma said, tugging her out of Aidan’s arms. “Some Tylenol will fix this.”

“And champagne,” Amelia said. “I need some champagne.”

“Anyone know who this asshole is?” she heard Logan ask behind them.

“No, but I’m going to find out.”

No, Amelia thought. No, they never ever would.










CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

The next day, Jacktossed his napkin on his plate and only just stopped himself from cursing out loud.

Or throwing it across the room of the restaurant he was eating lunch at.

Amelia had checked out of her hotel.

An hour ago, the local Hawaiian news had reported the Dufort’s had flown to Maui. He thought Logan and Emma were marrying on Oahu, but he’d been wrong.

Following Amelia to Maui felt like a step too far. The family had opted for a private ceremony, and Jack wasn’t going to interrupt.

Nor did he think it would do him any good. Amelia had been clear she never wanted to see him again. Never had he seen her so shut down. It was like she’d zipped her emotions into a bag and tucked them away right before his eyes.

Unlike Jack.

He was mad.

He was upset.

He was confused.

Last night, he’d returned to his hotel, drank too many whiskies, and lain awake staring at the ceiling until he’d fallen into a fitful sleep.

This morning, he’d woken up in a bad mood.

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