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Authors: Heather Tullis

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The music transitioned into “You Are Always on my Mind,”
dripping with smooth sounds and light piano. Vince slowed things down, pulling
her closer, one hand on the small of her back, the other tangled in the curls
at her nape as he nuzzled her neck, her ear, her jaw and took her mouth in a
lazy, sensual kiss.

“Did someone tell you about my thing for Michael Bublé?” she
asked against his lips.

“Hmmm? No. But I can change the music if he’s competition
for me.”

She giggled and his hand on her back skimmed up her spine, dragging
her closer as she wrapped her arms around him, kissing back with focused,
languid attention. The song was long over, had moved onto another when he
pulled back and kissed her again. He slid both hands on her face, taking the
kiss deeper.

When he tipped his forehead against hers, she thought her
heart would pound right out of her chest.

“Stay the night.” His words were low, throaty, but vibrated
right through her.

“I—” She shouldn’t, it was a mistake, but she couldn’t think
clearly.

“Come on, baby. Stay with me.” Vince gave her another long kiss,
then slid his lips down to nibble at her neck.

“Okay.” And as he led her upstairs to his room, Cami refused
to let herself second-guess.

Chapter 27

Vince woke Cami with kisses, enjoying the way her face went
from asleep to half awake, to fully aware.

“Mmm. Is it morning already?” Her voice was soft and sleepy.

“Yes, and as nice as it might be to stay here with you all day,
I have to get out on a job site. I have the sneaking suspicion you have work to
do as well. Sorry. Bad planning on my part.”

“That’s fine.” She stood and stretched, wearing only the
long T-shirt he’d offered her when she’d shivered in bed beside him. Vince
loved her tousled curls, the pink color in her cheeks from waking warm and
pliant under his kisses. He wished he could have lain in bed with her for hours
longer, holding her as she slept.

He had already showered and dressed, so he pointed her
toward the bathroom. “Go ahead and shower while I scramble some eggs.”

“All right. I’ll be fast.”

“I bet.” He pressed one more kiss to her lips before
dragging himself away.

He’d had his share of relationships, but had never been with
anyone who fit so well in his life. She was strong and flexible, determined and
fragile all at once. A conundrum he didn’t think he’d be able to unravel
anytime soon. He looked forward to trying.

As he scrambled the eggs and poured them into the hot
butter, he wondered how soon he could get her back here again, in his house, in
his bed. He hadn’t planned for her to stay the night, but when he’d seen her on
his balcony, everything just clicked inside him. Vince had thought George was
crazy trying to hook him up with his rubs-elbows-with-the-elite daughter, but
now he couldn’t imagine anyone fitting him better. She was the one.

The question was how to get her to see things the same way.

When she came back downstairs, fully dressed, he was setting
the table with juice and bacon on the side.

“It looks great,” she said. “I could smell the bacon. Do you
have any coffee?”

“I don’t have a fancy machine, but it’s hot.” He gestured to
the coffeemaker. “There are cups above it.”

She reached into the cupboard and pulled out two. “You want
a cup?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

He thought it should have been awkward, the morning after,
but it wasn’t. They slid into sync, had a nice chat over breakfast discussing
the day’s plans. He dropped her back at her place with a lingering kiss, and a
promise to call her later.

~*~

Cami tried to sneak into the house before realizing she
should have known better. Rosemary and Jonquil sat over their espresso at the table.
Both eyed her with identical grins as she entered.

“Well, well. Someone’s date went better than planned,”
Rosemary said over her coffee cup.

“I’d have something fairly uncomplimentary to say to you
about that, but I’m feeling too smug right now.” Cami moved to the espresso
machine and dispensed a dose for herself. The coffee at Vince’s had been good,
but she needed something stronger to jump-start her day.

Rosemary’s response was pithy, but had no heat in it. She
ended it with an innuendo-filled, “Sooo?”

Cami caught her gaze, held it, coolly. “So, what?”

“Don’t give me your princess-to-peon-routine—though I must
admit you do it well. Spill. I want details.”

“Forget it.” Cami moved toward the stairs with her espresso.
She had to do something with her hair before it dried all the way. “You’ll have
to use your imagination.” Then she couldn’t help herself. “And know it was way
better than that.”

Jonquil laughed while Rosemary groaned.

Cami still felt smug as she closed her bedroom door behind
her.

~*~

“There’s something you should know about our games before we
get inside,” Vince said to Blake as they pulled in front of Gage’s place a few
nights later.

“Yeah? You play in your underwear or something?”

Vince chuckled. “No, and don’t put that picture in my head.
Actually, we have a long-standing tradition from when we first started playing
poker at age six that we never changed. We play for pennies.”

“Pennies?” The revelation made Blake blink.

Vince got out of the car and waited for Blake to join him. “Pennies.
We use chips, because it feels like we’re actually betting something, but we
each ante up ten bucks worth of chips, play until we decide we’re done for the
night, then cash out.” He enjoyed the disbelief as it came over Blake’s face. “Last
time I walked out with almost seven extra bucks in my pocket.”

“Because it’s really all about having a guy’s night and
strategy,” Blake said facetiously.

“You got it.” Vince slapped Blake on the back and led him
into Gage’s palatial Swiss-style home, calling out, “Hey, the party’s here.”
Across the room there was a round table set up with chairs, snacks, and stacks
of colored poker chips. When they joined Gage in the dining room, Vince turned
to Blake. “Welcome to the future sons-in-law club.”

Gage gave him a hand signal. “Oh, hell no, don’t even get
started.”

“The future sons-in-law?” Blake asked.

“DiCarlo handpicked each of us to marry one of his girls. He
was very forward thinking.” Vince set the case of beer on the table.

“I don’t care what he thought. No way am I giving up my
freedom to marry that ice queen Delphi,” Jeremy said as he brought in a bag of
chips and a bottle of dip.

“Maybe if you hadn’t all but opened your first conversation
with ‘by the way, I have no interest in marrying you,’ she wouldn’t treat you like
the idiot you are,” Vince said.

“Says the man who’s gone gaga over DiCarlo daughter number
one,” Gage added. “And I don’t care how wonderful you say Jonquil is, I’m not
giving in to any dead guy’s fantasies.”

Blake’s lips twitched, as if holding back a laugh. “All
three of you are on the docket?”

Gage shot Vince a glare. “I thought you said it was a club
secret.”

Vince pointed a thumb in Blake’s direction. “You’re looking
at the fourth member of the club. Lana in his case, though he doesn’t seem too
reluctant.”

Blake grabbed a bottle of beer, popped off the top, and took
a few swallows. “There’s something about a red-head.”

“Dude, I can’t believe you’re bending to the old man.” Gage
sat at the table and started counting out chips.

“I actually made the choice first.” Blake tipped his head. “At
least I
think
I did. If not, he was way more subtle with me than he must
have been with you all.”

“Don’t know why he’d want a ski bum marrying one of his
daughters anyway,” Gage said with a grin.

“Or an itinerant photographer.” Jeremy slung his leather
jacket over the back of the chair, sitting with them.

Vince shook his head. “That article still burns me.”

“They’re nice girls. They didn’t deserve that,” Gage agreed.

“And you did?” Blake asked.

“We’re a bunch of bums, what can we say?” Gage grinned and pulled
the deck of cars out of its box.

“I suppose it’ll all come out when your wedding
announcements hit the papers,” Blake said, a smug grin on his face.

Jeremy’s response was short and pithy.

“Three successful business men; Vince and Jeremy each
running their own, Gage running your shared interest. It’s going to be pretty,”
Blake said as he took a free chair.

Gage’s eyes narrowed on Blake, who appeared to enjoy the
response. “I manage the resort for a corporation.”

“Which you three own, though admittedly, you personally own
the lion’s share.” Blake took a potato chip from an open bag on the table.

“Where did you get that crap?” Vince asked. He didn’t want
the fact to become common knowledge. They were all happy with the way things stood.

“You don’t honestly think George would talk his girls up to
anyone he hadn’t fully investigated, do you? Besides, he was thinking it might
be nice to tie the resort in with the hotel, and when he got word back it wasn’t
for sale, he did some digging.” Blake shrugged. “I guess after he met you he
decided it was as well, and let it be.”

“But we’re silent partners.” Jeremy pointed to himself and
Vince. “It’s like a token ownership.”

Blake laughed as he grabbed a handful of pretzels. “The hell
you are. I did some checking on my own. You’re so silent you help run the
mountain bike events, pilot and ground crew the hot air balloons, and step in
working the lifts or on the maintenance when Gage gets in a bind.
Very
hands off.”

Gage laughed. “He’s got you there. But I’m still not
interested in Jonquil.”

Jeremy grabbed a manila envelope that sat on an end table,
opening it on his way back. He sorted through the pictures and tossed one of
Jonquil in front of Gage. “I wouldn’t dismiss her if I were you.”

Gage picked up the photo, his eyes nearly bugging. “That’s
her? Damn, she’s hot.” He stared for a few more seconds, sucked in a breath,
and shook his head. “Too bad I’m a confirmed bachelor. Put it away, let’s start
playing. No talk about any women who are actually in the realm of possibility
tonight. Strictly dream girls.”

Jeremy put the pictures back in the envelope, and set it on
the end table again. “Those are for you to take, Blake.”

“Then Delphi is totally fair game for discussion,” Vince
jumped on Gage’s comment. “No matter what Jeremy did now, I seriously doubt he
could convince her he wasn’t the biggest creep on the planet,”

“Your reverse psychology isn’t going to work on me. Not
interested.” Jeremy picked up the cards as they were dealt.

“And I wouldn’t bet on Blake’s chances with Lana either,
from what I saw the other day.”

Blake’s brows lifted. “What did you see?”

“Just an interesting conversation. It looked like you were
about to come to blows in the parking lot. Dude, she’s
not
happy with
you.”

“I can be tenacious. It’s all a matter of biding my time.”
Blake let the cards lay on the table until the last one was dealt, then
shuffled through them.

“So, you’re determined,” Gage asked, obviously mystified.

“I can be patient, but I have every intention of bringing my
woman home where she belongs.” Blake set two of the cards face down on the
table. “Give me two.”

“Better you than me.” Jeremy set down one from his hand.

“Fact is,” Blake said, grinning at them, “if either of those
women decided to bat their eyelashes at you two, you’d be buying a ring before
you knew it. I’d lay odds on it.”

“You’re out of your mind.” Gage dealt the rest of the cards.

“I bet you each fifty bucks, if either woman decides to take
an interest in you by the end of next summer, you’ll fall like a house of
cards.”

“I’m so in,” Jeremy said, tossing in couple poker chips. “On
this round and your bet.”

“Me too. It’ll be the easiest fifty bucks I ever made,” Gage
agreed.

Vince thought Blake was right, but he decided this was one
of those times when discretion was in his best interest. He almost hoped the
girls made a move. It could be really entertaining.

~*~

Cami was worn out from unpacking boxes and sorting files.
Maybe she needed a break. She grabbed a yogurt from the mini-fridge in her office
and sat at her computer, wondering who else might have registered for the gala
night at the hotel. Though she felt the urge to check it daily, hourly sometimes,
she’d held herself back, not wanting to go crazy watching the list grow.

It had been three days though, so she wasn’t being obsessive,
right? Cami pulled up the records, chose the correct date, and began to scroll.
Many familiar names of journalists, other hoteliers, important people within
the company, and favored guests littered the lists. She flipped along until she
noticed the last name Gifford. Zelda Gifford. Delphi’s last name was Gifford. Cami
felt her gut twist at the thought, but forced herself to think clearly.

A quick internet search was all Cami needed to learn Delphi’s
mom was named Zelda. Anxious, she checked and found reservations for the other
sisters’ mothers—except for Rosemary, a fact that left all kinds of questions
running through Cami’s head. But maybe Rosemary’s mom hadn’t made the
reservation yet. Most likely.

Of course the others would want their parents to be there.
She understood. Everyone deserved to have family there to support them and this
was a really big deal. Cami longed for her own mother, and even for her father,
despite the fact that she was still mad at him. She would have Lana and Alex there,
so it wasn’t as though she wouldn’t have
any
family to support her, but
it wouldn’t be the same—and Lana would be distracted with her own
responsibilities.

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