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recognize.
    “See? Told you. Cute when flustered.”
    Dare turned back to her, scowling as he did. “Not funny, Holcomb.”
    “On the contrary.” Milly’s grin widened and she looked incredibly pleased with herself.
    “What in the world am I gonna do with you?” Knowing she was teasing him allowed him to relax somewhat.
    Roan and Cam both had informed him that Milly was a female version of him. Only, he didn’t see it. The more he was around her, the more he had to wonder just how wrong they were. And if they weren’t wrong, then… Surely they were wrong. He wasn’t that obnoxious, was he?
    “There he is.” He heard the smile in Milly’s voice.
    “No way.” She couldn’t fool him twice. He kept his attention on the bartender. “Not falling for it again.”
    “Hey, Milly.”
    Dare’s entire body went rigid at the sound of that voice. It was deep, raspy, and … eerily familiar.
    A cold chill slowly trickled down his spine.
    There was no way.
    Milly’s hand landed on Dare’s forearm, tugging him around. He managed to keep his back straight as he slowly pivoted.
    “Dare, I’d like you to meet my stepbrother, Noah Pearson. Noah, this is Cam’s friend, one of the other owners of the marina, Dare Davis.”
    Son.
    Of.
    A.
    Motherfucking.
    Bitch.
    There was no possible way this man could be Milly’s stepbrother. Definitely no pimples, no pocket protector, no glasses. Doubtful he even owned a video game controller.
    Nope, this was a big, brooding, sexy man.
    With intense brown eyes.
    Eyes that Dare had once stared into when…
    A strange ghosting pain echoed in his chest, one he remembered all too well from his past.
    Fighting the urge to rub the ache away, Dare stood there, rooted in place. Doing his absolute fucking best not to let on that, at one time in his life, this man had single-handedly ripped Dare’s heart right out of his chest.
    And then drowned it.

    Well, there you have it.
    The world as Noah knew it ceased to exist, and suddenly he found himself stepping into a time warp. Only, he doubted there had been a disruption in the space-time continuum.
    At least not today.
    Unfortunately, he didn’t seem to be dreaming, either.
    And this dark-haired, hazel-eyed, absurdly handsome man might look disconcertingly similar to the guy Noah had once been head-over-heels in love with, but he certainly wasn’t that guy. Sure, he looked the same, only older, rougher around the edges. He even had the same eyebrow twitch that Noah had always found oddly adorable, but there was something different about him.
    The fifteen years that had separated them was likely it.
    Noah swallowed as reality sank in.
    It was him.
    Dare Davis.
    How the hell had this happened? How had they ended up here of all places?
    It looked as though six degrees of separation wasn’t as absurd a theory as he’d once thought.
    Noah hoped he didn’t look as off-balance as he felt, but he couldn’t be sure. The way Dare was staring back at him as though he were planning how he intended to toss him overboard told Noah that he was equally shocked. Not that he could blame the guy. Standing less than two feet away was the one man Noah had never thought he’d see again. Not after…
    “Noah.” Dare’s greeting carried an icy chill.
    “Dare.” Noah nodded, mocking his tone, refusing to look directly at Milly, though he knew his stepsister was already trying to figure this one out.
    Good luck with that.
    “You two know each other?” Milly questioned curiously.
    Noah spared her a quick glance, noticing the way her gaze flipped from one to the other, her mouth hanging open. She looked as stunned as he felt. Thankfully, unlike her, he’d managed to keep his mouth closed. He hoped.
    Regardless of how he looked, Noah didn’t know how to answer Milly’s question, so he returned his attention to Dare.
    Yes, they knew each other, but it had been years since he’d seen Dare. Many, many years.
    “Fine,” Milly huffed, her tone firmer this time,