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altogether.
    Because Sean was sitting on one of the stools, tucking into his own piece of wedding cake.
    And he didn’t look any happier to see her than she was to see him.

Chapter Four
     
    O h hi,” Rebecca said, wishing her voice didn’t sound so breathy. “I didn’t realize there was anyone in here.”
    Sean’s eyes quickly took her in. The slightly wrinkled dress. Her bare feet.
    For some reason, not wearing her shoes around him made her feel almost naked, even though she still had her dress on. It was too intimate.
    Far more intimate than she ever wanted to be with Stu’s brother.
    “I got hungry and thought I’d come down to get a snack, but I didn’t think anyone would be down here except maybe one of the guests wandering around the library or playing chess.”
    Oh god, she was babbling.
    Stop talking, Rebecca. Just stop.
    She clamped her lips shut and tried to lift her feet to back out of the room, but her feet were stuck like she’d just stepped into quick-drying cement.
    Sean gestured to the cake. “There’s plenty.”
    It wasn’t exactly an embossed invitation to sit downwith him, but it didn’t take a social genius—which she was not, by any stretch of the imagination—to see that if she ran now, she’d look guilty of something.
    Like, maybe, breaking his brother’s heart.
    And, probably, single-handedly driving him out of town.
    As if she needed any help from her stomach, it growled so loud Sean’s eyes actually widened.
    “When’s the last time you ate?”
    She shook her head, looking down to her wrist for a watch, but she’d already taken it off in preparation for the thwarted bath. “A long time ago.”
    She couldn’t have been more surprised when Sean stood up, got a clean plate off the rack, and put a really large piece of cake on it. For her.
    “Sit down, Rebecca. You were on your feet all day.”
    He’d noticed?
    Oh. How sweet.
    She tried not to flush. It was so embarrassing, but with her light coloring if she blushed it didn’t just cover her cheeks. It also covered her chest. A chest that was on far better display in the green dress than she usually kept it.
    Realizing she was still standing there in the most awkward way, she tried to put a smile on her face—and moved toward the cake.
    And Sean.
    Finally, her limbs obeyed her—unlike her heart, which was racing out of control again.
    What was wrong with her? Why did Sean make her so nervous? Well, not nervous exactly, but kind of like she was buzzing on the inside.
    She hadn’t felt this way about a man since—
    No.
    No way.
    All the things she hadn’t wanted to acknowledge she had felt about meeting Sean when she and Andi had been talking upstairs earlier came to the fore. But even worse than the fact that she clearly had no self-control over her stupid feelings was that she was certain Sean could see her attraction to him written all over her face.
    Her unfortunate reverse poker face.
    Taking the stool to the far side of the one Sean had been using, she was pleasantly surprised again that he didn’t sit down until she was seated. He was obviously a gentleman like his brother and father. It should have made her more comfortable.
    Instead, her nerves ratcheted up a notch.
    There was nothing quite like a man who looked like a bad boy acting the part of a gentleman. It tended to do all sorts of ooey-gooey things to her insides.
    Okay, so she’d sit and eat as fast as she could and then she’d flee.
    She was reaching for the fork when a pang landed in the pit of her empty stomach at the thought. Her instinct had always been to run. From bad jobs and bad boyfriends. Coming here, to Emerald Lake and the inn, brought her to the first truly solid place she’d ever had beneath her feet.
    Why should she be the one to leave in a hurry just because Stu’s brother had come home for a wedding that should have never been in the first place?
    Three weeks ago when she’d gone to break it off with Stu, she’d vowed that she was