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paused. “I’d better go make sure Mom’s okay. I’ll call you later.”
    She hung up the phone and headed back downstairs for dinner, wondering why she felt even more anxious now than she had before Paige called.             
    * * *
                  Early the next morning, Caitlin sat up with a start and looked around frantically, before letting out a sigh of relief.  She was in her own bed. She was in her own bedroom. OK, that was a good sign, she hadn’t been bridenapped yet.
                  She yawned and stretched, and rubbed at her eyes.  She’d been up till the wee hours frantically searching on the internet, trying to find a solution that was better than dumping Kristofer the day after his wedding. 
    Why was she trying to spare his feelings, when he’d sent her family hurtling towards financial ruin? She couldn’t really come up with a reason, other than that she hated the idea of subjecting anyone to ridicule and humiliation – even him.  She’d been targeted plenty when she was in high school – mostly by the gang of girls led by Melodee Klinghoffer, the mayor’s daughter. They’d stolen her size 20 underwear from her locker while she was at gym class and run it up the flagpole.  They’d taped pictures of hogs on her locker door.  They’d made livestock noises when she walked by them in the cafeteria.  If it hadn’t been for Paige and Lottie, she didn’t know how she would have made it through high school.  Melodee tended to shut up when Paige gave her the death stare.  Paige’s death stare was enough to curdle milk and wither plants. 
    Still, despite all her research, she hadn’t been able to come up with a single damn thing that would let her legally wriggle out of this bridenapping.
    When she’d finally fallen asleep a few hours before dawn, her treacherous subconscious had sent her tumbling into Kristofer’s bedroom.  In her dreams, she’d been clad in white lacey lingerie, with his hands running over her body, his mouth tracing hot kisses down her body, over the rounded swell of her body…
                  In her dreams he thought she was perfect.  He loved her body, every roll, every bulge, every ripple. 
                  But now it was morning and the sun was edging up over the horizon and she was still teetering at the edge of that bizarre rabbit hole, on the verge of falling down deep into a strange new world.  She wished she could figure out what Kristofer’s angle was, what he really wanted from this marriage. If she could figure it out, she could figure a way around it. 
                  A sharp knocking on the door made her jump.
                  “Who is it?” she called out. She’d locked the door and window the night before, something she never had done before.
                  “It’s not Kristofer!” Hailey yelled. “Breakfast is ready”
                  “Be down in five!” she called. She dressed hastily, and then ran downstairs. It was 6 a.m. 
                  “Everyone’s ready,” Maggie said.
                  The plan was that her aunt would drive Caitlin’s car to work, in case Kristofer made his move this morning.  She would be wearing big dark sunglasses and pile her hair up under a hat, looking as if she were Caitlin trying to disguise herself.  Hailey and Priscilla would stay home and babysit Caitlin’s mother.
                  Uncle Rich would drive Caitlin to work in his pickup truck, with her lying on the floor in the back seat under a blanket, before he headed to his own job at the auto shop.
                  She picked at her breakfast, then dumped it in the trash. “I’m too distracted to eat,” she groaned.
                  “Damned werewolves,” Rich muttered. “We’ll find a way to get you out of this, I swear.”
                  Caitlin hadn’t told