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them.”
    “You’re not shocked that I think I might love two men? Even though Justin seems to hate me most of the time.”
    “What brought all of this on? Did something happen this afternoon?”
    Morgan felt her face get hot. She explained about the dog and the mud.
    Sara laughed. “You didn’t throw mud on Justin?”
    “I did.”
    “What happened after that? I can’t believe Justin let you get away with embarrassing him in front of the crowd as you described.”
    “I took off running. Got to the house and locked the door. He pounded and then it got quiet. I jumped into the shower to clean up.” She stopped talking, trying to think of a way to tell the rest.
    “He got in, didn’t he? All the men are skilled in going through any types of locks.”
    “Yes, without breaking the lock or anything. He was in the shower before I ever heard him.” She put her hand over her mouth when she realized what she’d said.
    “Wow,” Sara sat back, surprise showing on her face.
    “Nothing happened.”
    “You’re kidding.”
    “He kissed me and well anyway at one point he stopped. Then he got up, dressed, and left.” The embers of her anger flared high. “He had the nerve to say it was my fault. He said I pushed him too far.”
    Neither of them heard the knock. Sara was wiping away tears when Mitch and Justin entered the room.
    Mitch rushed across to Sara. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
    “I’m not crying.”
    Looking puzzled, Mitch turned to Morgan. “She’s wiping her eyes. What happened in here?”
    “She’s laughed at me so hard tears came into her eyes.”
    Morgan looked beyond Mitch to Justin standing in the doorway. His cheeks had reddened. Anger flashed in his eyes.
    He knew, or suspected, she’d been talking about them.
    “I haven’t laughed so much in ages.” Sara smiled at Justin. “Come on in and join us. Morgan was telling me a funny story about an evening she and Ellen went to Jessup’s Bar and Grill. You’d have to know Ellen better to appreciate the story.”
    Justin still glanced suspiciously at Sara and Morgan, but his shoulders relaxed slightly. Morgan glanced at her friend. She’d been saved by Sara’s quick thinking.
    “You’re all cleaned up. You must have gotten back earlier than you expected.” Sara said. She stood and leaned into Mitch to kiss him.
    “I did. I heard you two were in here visiting so I checked on Caitlin and changed clothes. Justin just arrived for dinner, and Tessa said she’s ready when we are. I’m hungry.” His blue eyes winked at his wife.
    A pang of envy went through Morgan watching Sara and Mitch. It was so obvious how much they loved each other. She glanced again toward Justin. His expression was blank, as he stared out the window. I wonder if he believed Sara or knows she made up the story?
    Mitch took Sara’s hand. “Come on, you two. Follow us.”
    Justin waited for Morgan to step in front of him. She felt his intense stare right between her shoulder blades. No, he didn’t believe Sara. A trickle of fear and excitement settled in her midriff.
    He’d warned her, and she was pretty sure she’d aroused the dangerous side of the man walking behind her.

Chapter Seven

    Justin had difficulty following the conversation around the dinner table. Morgan sat across from him. Her low-cut blouse hinted of the lush breasts lying underneath. She’d slipped off the velvet jacket. Who the hell wore velvet with jeans ? She had on high heels, too.
    But he had to admit the combination on her somehow fit. It reminded him he wasn’t in her league. She was too uptown for his taste. But his body refused to listen. Even now his skin was jumpy, wanting to be wrapped around that luscious, warm body. Her scent filled his nostrils. This was one of those times he wished his senses weren’t so highly developed. He didn’t want to smell her, didn’t want to hear the little catch in her breath when she glanced at him.
    He forced himself to eat, to listen to the