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her,’ Kat defended. ‘You had to assume there would be a few bumps and bruises along the way. It is Megan after all.’
    ‘And handcuffs,’ Vincent said almost thoughtfully.
    Ryan stiffened in surprise. He looked at Kat to see if the good doctor was joking or not.
    Kat looked momentarily stunned, but quickly got over it. Laughing, she said, ‘Darling, I had no idea you were so kinky.’
    ‘What?’ Vincent blinked. Then, as if catching on, he said, ‘No, I meant she would arrest Ryan for – hey, wait. Yes, you do know that I’m . . .’ He paused, giving Ryan a sheepish grin. ‘Never mind. We’ll discuss it later.’
    ‘Thanks.’ Ryan chuckled, gladly taking the man’s dismissal. Normally, he wouldn’t care if the couple made jokes about a kinky sex life. If they were getting it on, more power to them. He wished them all the happiness and pleasure in the world. But the last thing he wanted under the current weight of his situation was to think about anything related to sex. After his deed with Megan in the dank alleyway the night before, he wasn’t sure whether to be turned on by the memory or mortified by the fact that their first time together was so sordid.
    ‘I believe you said I was needed?’ Vincent prompted.
    ‘Tell Ryan what he can do to win Megan,’ Kat said. ‘Give him some man advice.’
    ‘Ah.’ Vincent curled his lip in disbelief. ‘Do you remember how suave I was with you?’
    ‘Oh, yeah, good point.’ Kat patted Vincent’s arm, before telling Ryan, ‘Don’t have her look for poisonous spiders with you. That does not make for a sexy first date.’
    Ryan arched a questioning brow.
    ‘Don’t ask,’ Vincent said. ‘She won’t let me forget it as it is.’
    ‘Oh, but I do have promising news.’ Kat grinned. ‘Mom called early this morning. She was up late last night and booked our trip. Before you protest, I told her you’d insist on paying her back for the ticket.’
    ‘Thanks,’ Ryan answered earnestly. Kat knew him well; he wouldn’t want to freeload off her family.
    ‘Though, I did give in and say she could pay for the lodging. I figured, since she was paying for all her kids as it was, there was no point in making you pick up an eighth of the bill just for pride’s sake. And I got the sisters on our side. They are happy to help bring Megan down.’ Kat laughed.
    Ryan sighed.
    ‘Oh, don’t look at me like that. You know what I mean. Anyway, Sasha’s free, so she will go with us right away. Zoe will meet us in a week. That’s when she can get off work. It’s all set. The parents love you. My sisters and I won’t let Megs run you off. Vincent is there for moral support, aren’t you, honey?’
    ‘Whatever you say, dear,’ Vincent answered, even as he gave Ryan an understanding smile.
    ‘So get packed,’ Kat said, ‘because we are going to Montana.’
    ‘Montana?’ Megan questioned, scratching the back of her head. Her mother stood in the doorway to her small apartment. It was early afternoon, but Megan hadn’t bothered to change out of her charcoal-coloured cotton pyjama pants and grey T-shirt with ‘NYPD’ across the chest. She stepped out of the way and shut the door behind Beatrice as her mother walked into her home. ‘However did you come up with Montana?’
    ‘You’ll love it.’ Beatrice grinned happily, as she dug into her oversized red leather handbag. It was more of a small suitcase than a purse, with a zipper along the bottom edge that opened to expand the amount it could carry. At Megan’s coffee table, she began unloading the contents, taking out everything from a mini-first-aid kit and tissues to makeup and a small photo album of family pictures. ‘I printed some information for you to look over.’
    Megan flopped down on her couch. Her apartment reminded her of an unseductive bachelor pad. It was the kind of place poor male college students coveted, minus the keg and single co-eds. The cheap black pleather of her couch stuck to the