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“I’ll do it sometime. Just not tonight,” Barrett repeats with finality.

“Fine,” she concedes.

“Tell me something about Fox I don’t know yet,” I say. “Off the record.”

“I apparently don’t know him very well.” Becca lifts her glass of sparkling water.

“I can crochet,” Barrett quips.

“No, you can’t,” I challenge.

“No. I can’t.” He grins and winks, a combo that makes me want to fast-forward to the private show he promised me tonight.

“He’s neat,” Becca offers. “Dax said when he lived with him, he’d always fold the sheets he slept on and tuck them into the closet. Every single day.”

“Neat, I’ve seen. I’ve been to his place a few times.”

She grips my arm. “Tell me this will be detailed in the upcoming columns.”

“Parts of it,” I say, coy. “But probably not the parts you want to read about. Dax, what about you? There’s nothing embarrassing you can divulge about your friend, here?”

Dax sweeps his gaze to Barrett and then back to me. When I think he’s going to spill the tea about a rowdy college party, he surprises me by saying, “Barrett’s a good boyfriend.”

Our four-top table falls silent. I shift my attention to Barrett. “Is that true, Fox?”

“I don’t know, Kitty Cat. Is it?”

“I don’t know. Is that what we’re doing? The boyfriend/girlfriend thing?”

He downs a gulp of beer, licks those tempting lips, and then gives me a curt nod. “Okay.”

“Okay?” Becca repeats. “You guys are too much! I’m witnessing history. This is amazing.”

“Speaking of history,” Barrett interrupts, “Catarina and I have homework to do.”

“It was great to meet you both,” I tell the Vaughns as Barrett helps me stand. He’s in a hurry all of a sudden.

“Details in your column, please,” Becca says sweetly.

“Don’t be a stranger.” Dax stands and shakes Barrett’s hand, then eyes me. “Either of you.”

“We’ll be back but we’ve had a long day. Gotta get this girl home to bed.”

“Aww,” Becca coos, smoothing a hand over her round stomach.

“I expect a baby announcement,” Barrett tells her. “Text. Video. Something.”

“You got it, Uncle Barrett,” she says.

“Ready for me to put you to bed?” Barrett mutters into my ear as he guides me to the door. Every part of me below the belt zings to life.

Am I ever.

Chapter 27

Catarina

“You promised!” I remind Barrett as he peppers kisses down my neck. We’re on his sofa, where he maneuvered me before promptly sealing his lips over mine.

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