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Iwake at dawn. Lilac light is spilling around the cracks in the curtains, painting the girl draped across my chest in lavender. Summer is fast asleep in my arms, soft curves crushed against my side.

I close my eyes.

Shit.

Last night was nuts. Summer’s fun and bubbly and hot as hell.

I like her. Only known her a couple days, but I really like her.

Dimly, I hear voices from the kitchen. Alec and Cameron are already up and arguing. I sigh. I should get up and mediate. I gently lift Summer off me, and she stirs, her eyes opening.

“Hiya,” I say apologetically. “Sorry to wake you. Cons of going to bed with a farmer.”

She blinks up at me. “Wow,” she mumbles. “What a night.” She stretches like a cat, and I can’t help my smile.

“C’mere, baby.” I pull her on top of me, and she cuddles against me happily. “You feel okay?” I check. “After last night?”

“I feel perfect. We should do it again sometime.” She looks up at me shyly. “If you want.”

“Oh, I want plenty, London.”

She smiles, and it’s the prettiest thing I’ve seen all week. After a moment though, it falls. “I need to tell you something.”

“Aye?”

“I should have told you last night, but I was, um. A bit desperate.”

I laugh. “Aye, I remember. What is it?”

She bites her lip. “After Cameron and I went to the pub last night…he kissed me.”

I stare at her. I’m not sure what I just heard. “You what?”

“Just for like five seconds,” she says quickly. “And then he pulled away. I don’t think he liked it very much. But I should have probably said something before we…” She trails off, her face pinkening. “I’m a bad person.”

“Cameronkissedyou?” I repeat incredulously. She nods.

I don’t even remember the last time Cameron was interested in a woman. The man’s a real lone wolf.

Summer tries to sit up. “I know you two are friends. I’m sorry—” she starts.

I shake my head. “No, no, don’t feel bad. Kiss whoever you like. I’m just surprised Cameron did that, is all.”

“Do you think he’ll mind that we…” Before I can answer, she shakes her head. “Silly question. Of course he won’t care. He literally kissed me and then ran away.” She groans. “It’s so embarrassing he overheard us though.”

Back in the kitchen, I hear Alec raise his voice.

Summer sighs. “And then there’s Alec,” she mumbles.

My eyebrows shoot up. “You kissedhimtoo?” I ask disbelievingly. “Christ, lass, where are you finding the time?” It’s pure impressive.

She gets even redder. “What? No, God, no. Never. He hates me. I just don’t know how I’m going to look him in the eye today. He had to run out into the storm and save me last night, and thenhe heard me…”

“Screaming over your wee knickers?” I finish for her. “Alec doesn’t hate you, honey.”

“He clearly does.”

“He really doesn’t. He…” I try to find the right words. “He thinks he has to take care of me and Cameron on top of the farm and every single animal we own.” I tuck a bit of hair behind her ear. “I think he’s just overstretched, trying to keep everything under control. You’re throwing a wrench in his plans.”