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arms. Her days of running came to an abrupt end when they’d kidnapped her, and look at her now. She couldn’t hide her happiness. She practically vibrated with it.
    Shannon’s dare to have a makeover was the key that opened the lock to the woman living inside of her. After years of hiding from who and what she was, she’d found herself. And the men she loved.
    With Katie-Anne, she wasn’t going after Shane or Landon, and they sure as shit wouldn’t come after her. Are you sure about that? All it would take is a little nudge, and you would be all over them like a bee on honey. You’re a sucker for those two men.
    Jaycee and Shannon would probably believe that her dare could save her from a lonely existence without the two men she loved, but they would be wrong. She didn’t believe that anything could fix their fucked-up relationship and, at this point, she wasn’t convinced it was worth it anyway. All they’d do is hurt each other, and she couldn’t bear to be hurt again.
    What if they don’t hurt you this time? What if you don’t hurt them? What if they see the real you and love the person you are deep down? Are you willing to take the chance? She knew the answer to that—a big, fat hell no . At least for now my answer is no .
    “You have your dare ready?” she asked, hoping she sounded nonchalant and not bordering on panic like she really was. “Is that why you tricked me into coming here?”
    “Nope,” Shannon answered then grabbed a couple of wine glasses and one tall drinking glass. “But I know you, and it will be coming soon.”
    Katie-Anne cleared her throat as she took a seat at the kitchen table and watched Jaycee pull out an opened bottle of wine and a half-gallon of milk. “Are you still being good and drinking milk, Jaycee? I’ve heard it is good for the babies.”
    Jaycee flipped her head around, causing her curly blonde ponytail to go flying and slap against the ketchup bottle in the door. She lifted her eyebrows in patent disbelief then closed the refrigerator and strolled toward Katie-Anne.
    Jaycee sat the bottle and jug on the table directly in front of Katie-Anne with a thunk and a clang before dropping down into the chair to her left. “Do you seriously think that you are going to change the subject with whether or not I’m drinking something I hate because of the babies and two ornery men?” She snorted. “Not likely, honey.”
    “Kiss my ass,” Katie-Anne snarled.
    “No, thanks,” Jaycee replied sharply as Shannon handed her the three glasses. She poured the drinks into their respective glasses and distributed one to each of them on the table.
    Katie-Anne pushed the wine glass back toward Jaycee and said, “I’ll pass.”
    “Did you just turn down wine?” Shannon inquired incredulously, nearly missing the chair as she lowered herself into it. Righting herself, she eyeballed Katie-Anne with a fierce frown. “Are you running a fever or something?”
    “Yes, I did,” Katie-Anne answered brusquely. “I don’t want to drink wine. I’m thinking a nice, big glass of milk sounds divine.” She stood abruptly, pretending she didn’t see their shocked faces, and got her own drinking glass from the cabinet.
    Rejoining her friends at the table, Katie-Anne filled her extra-tall glass with the remaining milk in the jug. “There,” she mumbled to herself before taking an unladylike gulp then a second and a third. By the time she sat her drink back on the table, she’d swallowed three-quarters of the glass. “Damn, that’s good.”
    Looking back at her friends, she saw the surprise on their faces and the twinkle of amusement in their eyes. Irritated at them, she snapped, “What?”
    Jaycee and Shannon glanced at each other then back at her and muttered, “Nothing,” at the same time. They both sipped from their own glasses, letting a tense silence settle over the room.
    Finally, Shannon put down her wine glass and crossed her arms on top of the table. “So, what gives,