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his
eyes once again and squelched all thoughts of Megan. He didn’t have
to see her until the wedding rehearsal. He’d have to cook his own
meals from now on, because even with a gun to his head he wasn’t
going to Nicole’s house anymore. Well…maybe he could get Shep to
bring him a plate. He’d started to doze off at the compromise when
he heard the door open.
    "I hope I’m not catching you at a bad time."
The soft, seductive voice penetrated through to his sleep-deprived
brain. Well, shit. Aiden conceded he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep
until she was gone.
    "Megan."
    He wanted to see how she looked today, and
because he did Aiden kept his eyes closed. She must have moved
closer, because his next deep breath was filled with the scent of
her. Since he wasn’t masochistic, he opened his eyes. The blunt
ends of her bangs accentuated her chocolate brown eyes. They were
wide with uncertainty.
    "We need to come to a truce."
    Aiden crossed his arms. "Truce?"
    "The argument we had yesterday."
    "And?"
    Her eyes narrowed, but she kept her tone
even. "I don’t think Shep and my mother would appreciate us
fighting down the aisle during their wedding. You’re the best man
and I’m the maiden of honor. We’re stuck for the duration. I think
it would be better if we tried to get along."
    He relaxed, seeing the pros of the situation,
until she spoke again. "I know the way I left may not have endeared
me to you, but I think it’s worth a try. We don’t have to be
friends again. At best we can be mature about the situation and be
amicable toward each other."
    Aiden gritted his teeth. What was with
everyone and the past? And amicable? She was asking for him to push
her buttons. "What you did is in the past." He matched her even
tone. " I haven’t thought about it in years. If you hadn’t showed
up I wouldn’t have thought twice about you."
    Her eyebrows rose in disbelief. Too late, he
remembered his mother’s observation on his being a horrible
liar.
    Megan mirrored his stance and crossed her
arms. "And what was yesterday?"
    Me, needing to touch you . The urge had
become too much for him to fight, with her being close enough for
him to finally touch again. " A mistake."
    It was. He intended to keep her at arm’s
length, if for no other reason than to keep his sanity this time,
when she left. "It won’t happen again. Trust me, it was an error in
judgment on both our parts."
    Aiden should have known better than to offer
the words as a challenge. Twelve years had passed, and Megan hadn’t
changed that much. She stepped closer. His heart thudded at the
close proximity.  I’m not going to touch her. I’m
not …
    "I’m glad to have this understanding." She
placed a hand on his feet propped on the desk. "But are you sure
that you would say ‘never again’?"
    Aiden stilled, recognizing the predatory
gleam. She put her other hand on the sheaf of papers lying next to
his boots. I’m not going to touch her. I’m not … The sound of
the door slamming made them both jump. Shep had just saved his
life.
    "Morning, Shep." Megan moved both hands,
placing them at her sides. "Aiden."
    He watched how well the skirt clung to her
well-rounded and fully-grown hips as she waltzed out the door. He
let out the breath he’d been holding.
    Shep shook his head. "You’ll never learn,
boy."
    Aiden shifted in his chair. His uncle didn’t
know how right he was.

Chapter 7
     
    Megan closed her eyes against the pink, pink
and more pink ambiance in her old room. "How’s the business?" she
asked Lynne.
    "Hello to you, too." Megan waited for the
sigh and wasn’t disappointed. "The sweaters sold out. I ordered
another shipment, this time with more cream, black, and eggplant
colors. Jerry called in sick yesterday. I told him just because the
boss lady’s gone doesn’t mean he can start slacking. He came in
today punctual and perky. I think the pep talk worked. What else,
what else? Oh, yes, you’re obsessing."
    "Am not."
    "Are to."
    "Am not."