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married. We hardly played catch.”
    â€œMy mistake,” said Devin.
    â€œCould’ve taught you to rope steers,” Byron remarked.
    â€œCare for a drink?” Lucas asked Devin, his manners belatedly kicking in.
    â€œNo thank you.” She peered through the wall of windows and out into the yard. “And I don’t need the sympathy vote. I’m planning to beat you fair and square. Is there someplace out there I can go for a run?”
    â€œHear that?” Lucas said to Byron. “She’s going jogging. The woman appears to be a paragon of all virtues. I suppose you’re a vegetarian teetotaler, as well.”
    Devin shot him a look of disdain. Then she caught him by surprise, snagging the glass out of his hand and downing a healthy swallow. “I’m not a paragon of anything,” she told him, handing the glass back to him, voice only slightly wheezy from the straight Scotch.
    Byron couldn’t seem to stop himself from chuckling. “Thewoman definitely has spunk. Too bad there, Lucas. A shrinking wildflower would have made your life a whole lot easier.”
    â€œI sleep better when I run,” Devin told him. “And since I don’t have the luxury of my own bed, and since Amelia is likely to be up at 4:00 a.m., I’d like to take a quick jog around the grounds if that’s all right with you.”
    â€œOne of the housekeepers can get up with Amelia,” Lucas offered.
    Devin widened her stance and crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m not staffing out my niece.”
    â€œI retract my earlier criticism,” said Lucas, holding her gaze. “You’re not a paragon, you’re a purist.”
    â€œI’m only trying to survive.” For a split second, a flash of unvarnished hurt traced through her eyes.
    Lucas felt a shot of empathy. Devin’s sister might have broken his brother’s heart, and Devin might blame Konrad for Monica’s death, but they’d both suffered a terrible loss. They shared that much.
    Then she blinked, and the moment was gone, and she was his adversary once more.
    He downed the remains of the drink. “I’ll show you.”
    â€œShow me what?”
    â€œWhere you can jog.”
    â€œJust point it out. I’ll find my way.”
    But Lucas was already on his way to change. “Meet me on the pool deck. Downstairs, past the kitchen.”
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    Devin didn’t know why she’d waited. It wasn’t as if she’d get lost on the estate. The extensive yard was well lit, and she was fairly certain it was fenced—not that she was planning to go out of sight of the big mansion anyway. There were lights on all the way up to the third-floor turret. She’d probably be able to spot it for miles.
    The clear water sparkled in the outdoor pool, submerged lights illuminating its beautiful blue depths. She couldn’t help but admire the tiered decks and the gardens surrounding the pool. The chairs and loungers were padded with burgundycushions. Both dining tables and occasional tables dotted the seating areas. Sun umbrellas covered many of the dining tables, while tall propane heaters were placed strategically throughout furniture groupings. It was obvious the Demarco family spent a lot of time out here.
    Devin couldn’t help feeling as though she’s wandered into a five-star resort.
    â€œReady?” Lucas’s footfalls sounded on the wooden steps that led from a sundeck to the pool deck. He wore runners, a pair of lightweight black shorts and a sleeveless gray T-shirt with a Seattle Mariners team logo across the front.
    â€œI don’t need a babysitter,” she informed him, trying valiantly not to notice the definition of his biceps and broad shoulders. Nobody had ever accused the Demarco men of being unattractive. With dark eyes, strong chins and straight aristocratic noses, both Lucas and Konrad often graced the cover of Seattle Entrepreneur. The