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After a quick adjustment to my dress, I spin, forcing a smile. “I’m right here. Darcy and I were just…walking. And talking. Right, Darcy?”

“Walking and talking are two of my favorite things,” he murmurs in a tone that makes my nipples tingle all over again.

“Oh, good,” Annie says, confusion momentarily tightening her features before she adds, “Everly called, but we keep getting disconnected. I told her I’d try her from the house, where cell reception is better.” She grins and claps her hands. “Her funding for her project might get restored, and I think she’s in love. She mentioned a mysterious boyfriend who lives even in deeper in the woods than she does. I can’t wait to hear all about him.”

“Me, too,” I say, meaning it.

Sort of.

I definitely want to hear from my usually-too-focused-on-work-to-remember-to-eat scientist sister, but I also want to stay here. With Darcy. And his cock and his mouth and his fingers and all his other delicious parts.

But if Annie’s going home there’s no reason for me to stay. This thing with Darcy is about tricking our siblings into calling off their wedding, after all, not pleasure. Or connection. Or any of the other things I felt while Darcy was worshiping me with his mouth.

In fact, all those things are probably dangerous. I’m not going to actually start something with this man. It’s all pretend and the fact that I forgot that for even a few seconds is even more reason to head for home.

“See you tomorrow then, Darcy?” I ask.

“Tomorrow,” he says, his eyes reflecting the same lust still rampaging through my system.

“Good night,” I murmur as Annie takes my arm and leads me toward the tram that will carry us down the mountain.

“Night,” he says, again in that voice that makes me want to have my way with him right on the Blackmore’s front lawn.

“What’s up with you two?” Annie whispers once we’re a respectable distance from the party. “If I didn’t know better, I’d swear I was catching a vibe just then. And what happened to his shirt?”

I snort, “He was working out when I found him. And nope, no vibe. I think you drank too much champagne. I’ll make you scrambled eggs with cheese when we get home to help sober you up.”

Annie hums doubtfully beneath her breath, but lets it drop. “Okay, but I’m making the bacon. You always get it too crispy.”

“There’s no such thing as too crispy.”

Annie and I rehash our old bacon argument for the hundredth time since we were little kids, in charge of cooking breakfast for ourselves and all our siblings while Mom was off at work or “finding herself” or swept away in one of her whirlwind romances that always ended badly. And usually with another baby sister on the way.

By the time we get back to the house, I’ve managed to stop replaying every second with Darcy over and over again in my head. But once we’ve chatted with Everly, eaten our late (or early?) breakfast, and headed to bed, the hunger returns.

I’m haunted by sexy Darcy dreams that have nothing to do with saving my sister from a miserable marriage and wake up wishing I wasn’t alone in my bed.

I’m in trouble and there’s only one cure—a cold shower.

Maybe several of them.

Chapter Thirteen

Darcy

Saturday, October 25th

My rest is tormented by erotic dreams featuring Blaire Wonderfully, in which she alternates between begging for my cock and teasing me for having the hots for a goblin. In one of them, she actually transforms into a goblin and crawls out from under a slimy rock to do a strip tease at the edge of a mountain stream.

But even the green skin, abundance of warts, and cracked and yellow toenails of Goblin Blaire don’t completely turn me off.

I’m playing with fire with this woman. I should be on my way to join Edmund and Ferris in France, putting an ocean and a couple weeks of travel by steamboat between Blaire and myself.

Instead, I feed Punky some fresh salmon, promise her, “I’ll bring Blaire by to visit soon,” and am out the door the moment the sun sinks below the horizon.

I swoop down the mountain in bat form to the Wonderfully home to prepare for another night of pretending to be crazy for each other. But this time, we’re going to be performing in front of my entire clan, which means there’s no room for mistakes. Blaire and I need to get our game plan in place before the festivities start later tonight.

That’s why I’m here. Not because of those steamy dreams or the strange longing to see Blaire that rose inside me the moment I awakened.

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