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Simply Scandalous (Simply 2)

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Logan hit end on Cat’s cell and they both laughed aloud.

“I wonder if she learned her lesson,” Catherine asked.

“Doubtful. You wouldn’t believe the last plan she had in mind for us.”

“Us?”

He nodded. “Emma had a plan before there even was an us. She was born to scheme.”

Catherine grinned. “Apparently so. But she also had a strong influence on your life and your character.”

“Tell me how you figured that out,” he said wryly.

“Well, aside from the obvious, I’m observant.” She glanced around her again at the room in which the Logan Montgomery, bachelor, lived.

“Almost everything here is your distinctive personality. The wood furniture is old but masculine, like the brown and tan color scheme. The wood’s not polished, it’s worn and comfortable. But there are items in here that you’d never have chosen on your own. Touches I’d bet Emma supplied.”

He grinned, obviously amused. “Such as?”

“Well, there are the little things. That throw rug by the bed? It adds warmth to the room. The tray with your keys on the nightstand? I bet you’d just toss your keys on the dresser. You’d never think of buying a pewter tray. And those antique books and the shiny marble bookends? A gift,” Catherine said, fairly certain she was correct.

At least, she hoped she was. She preferred to believe his grandmother had supplied the decorative touches than to think he made a habit of bringing women to his cottage on the water.

“You’re partially right. Emma bought the rug and the antique books.”

“And the rest?” she asked, holding her breath.

“A beautiful woman with too much money to spend supplied the bookends and the pewter tray.”

A twisting jealousy churned Catherine’s stomach and she didn’t like the feeling. “Well, she’s got good taste,” she admitted grudgingly.

“She should. Her feisty grandmother taught her everything about having a decorative eye. Grace was a fast learner,” he said, laughing.

“You’re a jerk.”

He eased himself beside her. The mattress dipped beneath his weight. Before she could think, he leaned forward and brushed a warm kiss over her lips. “But I’m a lovable one.”

He was right. “You’re an arrogant jerk,” she said, refusing to let his ego swell.

“So Grace says.”

“How often do you see her?” Catherine asked.

“Not enough. But we check in once a week, usually Sunday nights. I like to make sure she’s not getting into trouble, and she likes to keep up on life in Hampshire. Even if she won’t admit it out loud, she misses her friends here. She even misses certain members of the family.”

“You and Emma.” It wasn’t a difficult guess for Catherine.

“And Mother. Believe it or not, she and Grace have this bond. It’s Dad she can’t stand to be around.”

“Maybe she’ll come home one day.”

He shrugged. “A lot of things would have to change.” His gaze met hers, zeroing in and not letting go. “But you never know. Miracles do happen.”

A tingling sensation took hold, and Catherine breathed deeply. His potent scent made her stomach curl in response. “What time is it?” she asked.

“Ten.”

“Wow!”



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