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When you didn’t notice that I was desperately in love with you. I forgive you for not noticing that I wanted to be more than a friend to you, more than a sister. And I forgive you for not psychically knowing that Nanette was yours so I wouldn’t have to make such a difficult confession.”
    “So okay, I forgive you for not psychically knowing that you should have told me sooner! Mimi Cannady,you waited too long to tell me!” he thundered. Then he took a deep breath. “Let’s just stick to the basics. We tell Nanette together and otherwise peaceably coexist.”
    “Thank you,” Mimi said, in that snippy tone he knew too well, “that was all I wanted.” She turned to leave again, opening the door, but by now, his emotions had the best of him.
    “Well, it’s not all I want,” he said, closing the door and picking her up. He carried her up the stairs, ignoring her wriggling. “First, I’m going to give you what you deserve.”
    “You’re going to do no such thing!”
    Mimi bit his arm lightly, but he ignored that, too. He’d been through a lot of pain in his life, and a little nip didn’t bother him. “I believe I overheard you tell Helga you were worried that Nanette would be lonely out here on the ranch, so let’s just see what we can do about that, shall we?”
    He laid her gently on his bed. “You’re beautiful,” he said. “Stubborn, but beautiful.”
    She tried to sit up. He sat next to her, kissing her the way he’d wanted to the night they were together. “I never forgot that night,” he said, his throat husky. “I always wanted to be with you again.”
    His words melted her resistance. She lay back down, pulling him with her. “Come on, cowboy. Keeptalking sweet. I’ve waited years to hear you romance me.” She pulled off his shirt and unzipped his jeans.
    “It’s only fair to tell you that I don’t have marriage on my mind,” he said, yanking off her shirt and pulling her jeans down.
    She laughed. “I don’t recall proposing to you.”
    He hesitated. “I’m supposed to do the proposing.”
    Her smile was seductive. “Mason, you worry too much about being the boss. If you want to be a man, take my panties off.”
    “Mason!” he heard bellowed up the stairwell. “Mason, are you home?”
    He got into bed next to Mimi and pulled the covers up over both of them. “It’s Calhoun,” he said. “Don’t say a word. Probably wants me to help fix his windmill. Or corral Gypsy. Or watch the kids. If we lie here, he’ll go away.”
    Mimi giggled. The door echoed with pounding, and then it swung open.
    “Ya napping, Mason?” Calhoun asked, peering around the door. “I need…oh.” His gaze widened at the sight of Mimi and Mason propped against the pillows, sheets up to their armpits. “I beg your pardon.”
    “It’s worse than it looks,” Mason said with a sigh.
    “Actually, it looks good to me,” Calhoun said. “I’ll be going now.”
    “Is it an emergency?” Mason asked.
    “No. Kenny and Minnie want to play with Nanette, so I was going to help you fix the dock so they could swim. But it can wait. Bye, Mimi. Good to see you finally caught the old cuss.” Calhoun slammed the door.
    Mason rolled his eyes, preparing to strip his jeans and make sweet afternoon delight with Mimi, but she jumped from the bed and began dressing as fast as she could.
    “Hey!” he exclaimed. “Get back in my bed!”
    “No,” Mimi said, going to the door so he couldn’t haul her back in. “Do you know, I forgot about Minnie and Kenny?”
    “What the hell do they have to do with this?” Mason asked, pointing to the bed.
    “Nanette won’t be lonely. We don’t need to have more children. In fact, we shouldn’t have more children. We don’t even know if we work together. As we are, that is,” Mimi said. “It could be awkward, you know. Both of us under the same roof. Parenting together. Et cetera.”
    “It’s already awkward,” Mason grumbled, feeling as if the tent in his jeans