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money, the cousins couldn’t
have been raised more differently. Sydney did her own laundry,
cooked twice a week when she was home, and contributed to the
household chores. Lucy, not so much. The Ashworths had a live-in
housekeeper, along with Leticia, who provided meals six days a
week. Tonight was her night off, so Sydney was taking her chance to
get in the kitchen.
    She grabbed her iPod, cued it up to the new
Fallen Crown album, and got her groove on while she seasoned and
rolled out meatballs. For the first time in a long time, she was
feeling a sense of relief. She’d felt it when Thane had touched her
and now she felt it again. Strange, but she wasn’t going to
question it too much. It was a nice feeling. One she’d like to get
used to.
    Once the meatballs were formed and cooked,
she made her magic sauce, and then boiled the pasta. She and Lucy
had a quiet dinner, albeit fancy since Lucy insisted on setting the
table with the good china, and then Sydney powered up her Kindle
and got lost in a book.
    Tonight was the first night in forever was
determined to actually relax. Turn off her brain enough to enjoy an
epic historical saga. Maybe she’d even sleep. It would be
bliss.
    * * *
    “Sydney Warren,” Thane said as he paced his
hotel room. “All I know is that she’s American.” And she’s in
trouble.
    “That’s not much to go on,” Niall said.
    They’d just finished their interviews and
were now back in Thane’s suite discussing the events of the
day.
    “Have you tried to speak with her… you know,
telepathically?” Charlotte asked.
    “Aye. I can’t quite find her thought
pattern.”
    “Is this her?” Charlotte asked, and turned
her laptop to face Thane.
    He leaned down to see the screen. “Yes! How
did you do that?”
    She giggled. “It’s called a Facebook
search.”
    Thane sat down and took the computer from
her, scrolling through Sydney’s profile. “Damn, it’s set to
private. I can only see her profile picture and her friends.”
    Charlotte waved her hand toward him. “Hit
the friend request button. If she accepts it, then I’ll be able to
see more and reach out to her.”
    “Done,” he said, and handed the laptop
back.
    “You really don’t have a Facebook page?”
    “Not a private one,” he admitted. “My team
handles all my social media pages and such.”
    Charlotte rolled her eyes and closed her
computer. “You and Niall are so old.”
    “You may want to hide yours before this
movie hits, Charlotte,” Thane warned. “If you don’t, you could run
the risk of people finding out things about you that you’d rather
stay private.”
    Niall picked up the computer and began
hitting keys.
    “Nye, what are you doing?” Charlotte
asked.
    “Hiding your profile,” Niall said.
    “What? What do you mean?” Charlotte gasped,
grabbing for the computer. “You can’t just unfriend people,
Nye.”
    “I didn’t,” he said.
    She frowned at the screen. “Gah! You shut
down my account?”
    “It’s safer.”
    She glared at him and Thane knew she was
yelling at him telepathically. Niall raised an eyebrow at one point
and then Charlotte blushed beet red.
    “Really, Nye? You’re unbelievable,” she
snapped.
    He chuckled. “I know, baby.”
    “I hear your concerns,” she said carefully.
“But I just sent a request to Sydney. If my account is disabled,
she won’t be able to respond.”
    Niall stared over at Thane. “You have a man,
right?”
    “Aye.”
    Niall smiled and turned back to Charlotte.
“Thane’s man will find her.”
    She rose to her feet, closing the laptop as
she did. “Excuse us, Thane. I need to verbally spank my husband and
would rather not have an audience.”
    “Moira’s next door, love,” Niall pointed
out.
    She let out a frustrated groan. “And she can
hang with her sitter for a few extra minutes.”
    Niall chuckled.
    Charlotte gave Thane a saccharin smile.
“Sorry, Thane, I have a man to murder.”
    Thane choked back a laugh and nodded.