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She’d already said too much.
    She had to hand it to Julie, she gave back as good as she got. That’s what Christine loved most about her. Well, that and her utter dedication to making others happy. She was just the sweetest girl around, which is what made her and Mister Danger work. If those two ended up in bed together, Julie would forget all about saying please and thank you.
    Although…Christine suspected Julie might thank the good Lord after Reed finished with her.
    Julie stood up straight and smoothed her skirt. “But really, he’s not my ty—”
    “It doesn’t matter.”
    Julie shook her head. “How do you know? I didn’t even finish what I was going to say.”
    “You were going to say he’s not your type.” Christine grinned when Julie glowered at her. “I know. But you should be chasing after him anyway. Trust me on this. He’ll rock your world.”
    Julie snorted. “You’re barking up the wrong tree, Christine.”
    “I don’t think so.” Christine smiled. “But we’ll see.”
    “Yes, we will.”
    No sooner had Julie finished talking than the door opened, and the first of the guests trickled in. She rushed off to make sure they found their seats, and Christine plopped down at the bar. It was going to be a heck of a long night, from the looks of it. After ordering a watermelon martini, she leaned on the bar and pulled out her phone. She had about one hundred emails already, and it was day one of her vacation.
    Three of them were from Jake. He wanted to know when her plane would be coming in, so he could pick her up. She still couldn’t believe it had been so long since their parents were killed. She’d been so young, but Jake had been even younger. When they’d died, a nice family had taken him in during his final year of high school, and she’d stayed in college. The only reason she hadn’t rushed home to take care of him, despite their closeness in age, had been the fact that he’d been so well cared for. But man, she’d missed him.
    It would be good to be back home with him again.
    Someone sat beside her, so she smiled politely and looked up. Well, crap. It was Tyler. She had to act all cool and calm now, when she was anything but. She dropped the smile. “Oh. It’s you. Hey.”
    Tyler cocked a brow. “Hello to you, too. Nice to see you being so friendly.”
    “You wanted more from me?” She stared at her phone, trying to act as if her every nerve weren’t attuned to him right now. “Sorry to disappoint, but I’m done walking down memory lane with you. It’s not on my list.”
    He chuckled, relaxed and at ease. “I know, you mentioned that last night. But tell me more about this list .”
    “Nah, I don’t think so. It’s need-to-know, and you don’t need to know.” She opened another email. She had no idea what it said. “Why are you here, talking to me of all people? Let me guess. You’re feeling sorry for kissing me, and you’re here to apologize again.”
    “Fuck no.” He leaned in closer, his thigh brushing hers. “I didn’t do anything worth apologizing for, Red.”
    “I don’t know about that.” She fluttered her lashes at him. “I mean, maybe you pictured me naked while we were kissing. You’d have to drop on your knees and pray for my forgiveness if you did.”
    “If I dropped to my knees, it wouldn’t be to beg for your forgiveness.” He shot her a look that went straight to her core, and rested his hand on her leg. She pressed her thighs together to ease the ache he’d awoken yet again. “I’d be too busy rolling my tongue over your sweet little—”
    She covered his mouth, no matter how childish it might seem. He couldn’t just go around saying these thoughts out loud . A girl needed time to prepare herself. “That’s enough of that. We’re in public.”
    “That didn’t stop us before,” he mumbled through her hand. He yanked it down, pressed a kiss to her palm, and let go of her. “I’m not about to let it stop us now.”
    She curled