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to see why Charles was pointing. Her cousin Charisma had just walked into the backyard with none other than Jason—her Jason—on her arm. Jason must have felt a chill as cold as the Grim Reaper’s hand on his shoulder because his gaze flew up and locked onto hers.
    Morgan had gone silent, but her brothers and her father were grumbling something about whooping the guy’s ass. As if they knew they were the center of attention, the guy and girl slowly came their way, with all eyes following them.
    The woman spoke first. “Hey Morgan. I know this is awkward and embarrassing as hell, but Jason and I have been trying to tell you for weeks about us. We didn’t know if you would come today, but frankly I’m tired of putting my life on hold for you. We are happy.” Charisma took a step back and rubbed Jason’s arm. “And I am sorry you didn’t satisfy him or he wouldn’t have come to me.”
    Morgan stared at both of them in disbelief. Charisma stood there with her arm around Jason like someone had just given her a new puppy. She had to get her bearings. A part of her wanted to ask the outraged questions and let the family drama play out, but she knew in her heart, no matter how it had happened, that she wasn’t terribly upset that someone took Jason. Though her family probably still reeled from the fact that superstar Seth Blake was at their barbecue, she thanked God he was there. First, it took a sting out of this moment of humiliation. Secondly, she also realized Seth was standing behind her with his hand at the small of her back, and she found that very comforting. She would do damage control later. Right now she had to deal with the two would-be conspirators in front of her.
    “And what am I supposed to say, Charisma?” Morgan said, musing to herself that the plot just thickened when she said the name Charisma, knowing her cousin lacked any ounce of charisma. “Am I supposed to thank you for taking Jason off my hands?”
    “No, I expect you to be a lady and leave us alone,” Charisma said loudly.
    Jason decided to speak. “I’ve been trying to tell you. For months now.”
    “And when was that? Before or after you proposed we get married? Settle down?”
    Jason lowered his eyes. “I wasn’t thinking straight then, and a part of me knew you’d never really consider it. You know, I tried, but you are a hard woman to love.”
    “She’s not hard to love. I’m doing just fine.” Seth’s deep, soft, yet firm voice crackled through the air like a cherry bomb on the Fourth of July.
    Jason looked up, clearly angry. “Man, who the hell are you? Morgan, who the hell did you bring?”
    Seth stepped forward and extended his hand. Jason looked at Seth’s hand, which was damn near double the size of his. “My name is Seth Blake, and I’m Morgan’s husband.” He gave Jason a big ol’ country boy smile.
    The barbecue suddenly went silent. People were in corners whispering and Jason looked like he’d just seen his dearly departed grandmother.
    Someone yelled out, “Oh, hell no!” and someone else burst into laughter. Morgan knew it was time for this travesty to end.
    “It’s rude not to shake my brother-in-law’s hand, Jason,” Charles yelled. “So I guess my sister doesn’t need your half-assed breakup speech anyway!”
    Morgan took a step back, resting on Seth a bit. He put his arm around her waist.
    Suddenly Charisma went off topic. “You’re Seth Blake. The quarterback for the Titans?”
    “Yes, ma’am.”
    “Charisma, you don’t have to worry. I found a man who could handle all of my needs. So you and Jason have my blessings,” Morgan said.
    “When did all this happen?” Jason barked.
    “Oh, we got married on the island you let her go to all by herself,” Seth said.
    “Morgan?” Jason looked at her.
    “Jason, you have no right to pretend to be hurt. You’ve got to be kidding me. What you and my half-assed cousin did was months in the making.”
    “So you’re leaving me for Seth