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Chapters (68)
  1. Biding Time
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six
  32. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-One
  37. Chapter Thirty-Two
  38. Chapter Thirty-Three
  39. Chapter Thirty-Four
  40. Chapter Thirty-Five
  41. Chapter Thirty-Six
  42. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  44. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  45. Chapter Forty
  46. Chapter Forty-One
  47. Chapter Forty-Two
  48. Chapter Forty-Three
  49. Chapter Forty-Four
  50. Chapter Forty-Five
  51. Chapter Forty-Six
  52. Chapter Forty-Seven
  53. Chapter Forty-Eight
  54. Chapter Forty-Nine
  55. Chapter Fifty
  56. Chapter Fifty-One
  57. Chapter Fifty-Two
  58. Chapter Fifty-Three
  59. Chapter Fifty-Four
  60. Chapter Fifty-Five
  61. Chapter Fifty-Six
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. Other Titles by Lyn Gardner
  64. Going on Red
  65. Choices
  66. Born Out of Wedlock
  67. Give Me A Reason
  68. Mistletoe

“She has to feed, Finn,” Bennett said as she helped Lisa to her feet. “I was hoping we’d have time to get you to Max’s before then, but will you be okay here until the sun comes up? You’ll be safe after that.”

Finn looked at his watch. “Sure, I’ll be fine. Sun’s usually up around seven, and that’s only four hours away. Now that I know Lisa’s all right, maybe I can catch up on some sleep.”

“What about the gallery?” Lisa said, looking from her brother to Bennett. “Tomorrow’s Monday. We’re supposed to reopen on Monday—remember?”

“The gallery is the least of our worries at the moment, Lisa,” Bennett said softly. “We can’t think about that right now.”

“Maybe you can’t, but I didn’t spend the last decade building up a client base only to shut the doors on one of your whims,” Lisa said, flicking her hand in the air. “Oh, that’s right. Your last whim only affected our schedules, so you could get a little somethin’ on the side—huh?” Lisa zeroed in on Ruby and wrinkled her nose. “And in case anyone’s forgotten who that little somethin’ was, she’s standing right over there.”

Finn gaped at his sister and then leaned in closer to Bennett. “Um…is she drunk because she’s usually not that ballsy?”

“She’s not drunk,” Bennett whispered. “More like…um…a bit discombobulated. Just play along. It’s easier.”

“Um…okay.” Finn turned back to Lisa. “I have an idea, sis. How about this? Why don’t I stop by the gallery when I leave here and put up a sign saying we’re closed for redecorating or something? Will that work?

“What about the answering machine?”

“I’ll change the message.”

“You hate doing those messages.”

“I’ll bite the bullet today,” Finn said, tickled by the exchange. “Okay?”

Lisa rolled her eyes. “I suppose.”

“Right, well, thanks for coming to the rescue, Finn,” Bennett said, patting the man on the back. “We wouldn’t want our clients feeling unappreciated.”

The sparkle in Bennett’s eyes matched that in Finn’s. “Not a problem, boss. Just take care of my sister. I’ll handle the gallery.”

Bennett slipped her arm around Lisa’s waist when she saw her begin to sway and then looked over at Ruby. “I need you to drive.”

“Of course.”

“Wait,” Finn said, sending a scowl in Ruby’s direction. “Max told me who you are and that your fucking brother—”

“Finn, now’s not the time,” Bennett said, touching the man’s arm. “There’s a lot you don’t know. All right?”