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statues as Ethan shifted
his face in their direction again.
    “I need to thank him,” breathed Danielle. She
secretly desired to see him up close another time.
    “Um, Dannie,” Brianna stood and stepped into
her line of site. She was forced to meet her cousin’s eyes.
Disappointed that she had to rip them from him, Danielle stood up
as well.
    “Yes?” Great, what
now? She could hear the admonishing tone in her
cousin’s voice.
    “You just got here, take it slow, would you?
Plus, Will has a few double dates planned for us with some of his
buddies.”
    Danielle knew Brianna meant well, and was
just trying to protect her by giving her more options. However, she
couldn’t believe that her cousin and her boyfriend had blind dates
crafted into their scheme already! She rolled her eyes and exhaled
with a huff. “Bri, I’d rather select my own dates.” She really
hated the idea of being set up, no matter how good the intent.
    “I know but...”
    Danielle caught movement from the corner of
her eye. Her stomach did flips at what she saw. “Bri,” she
whispered. “He’s coming this way.”
    Ethan approached, smiling. Brianna gasped,
but didn’t turn around.
    “Hello.” He reached out to take Danielle’s
hand. “I’m terribly sorry I didn’t introduce myself the other
night. I’m Ethan Deveroux.”
    “I know ... I-I mean Bri told me.” Danielle
frowned at her own dorky response.
    He turned and nodded to acknowledge her
cousin. “You’re Mr. Darcey’s daughter, correct?” He dropped her
hand to shake Brianna’s, and then swiftly took Danielle’s back into
his.
    By the way he was holding her hand, she
thought he was going to kiss her fingers, but he just placed his
other hand over the top of hers, embracing hers with both of his.
It seemed sort of ... old-fashioned. His clothes didn’t reflect
out-of-date tastes though. Of course he was dressed up
appropriately for Uncle Nick’s tea, but the cut of his black suit
was trendy. Beneath the jacket he wore a gray shirt offset with a
dark gray and white patterned necktie. The fitted slacks hugged his
muscle-roped thighs when he shifted his weight from one foot to the
other. Dropping her gaze momentarily, Danielle noticed the, also
fashionable, square-toed loafers he wore.
    “That’s right. Nice to meet you, Ethan,”
Brianna responded pleasantly.
    “Likewise.”
    Brianna’s eyes flashed with a spark of
intuition when she added, “Ethan, a bunch of us will be at the
Ministry of Sound on Wednesday night. You should come too.”
Danielle knew what her cousin was doing; she was trying to make up
for upsetting her earlier and it was working.
    His eyebrows lifted. “Sure, I’ll see if I can
make it.”
    Interestingly, uncertainty showed
through his choice of words as he put more emphasis on the I’ll see . Why did she sense
hesitation?
    “Excuse me for a moment,” Brianna said, and
then she left, leaving Danielle alone with Ethan. Danielle could
see from the look on her cousin’s face that she left for that sole
reason.
    He didn’t seem to mind and returned his
attention to Danielle.
    Attempting to be subtle about it, Danielle
made note of the fact that he was still holding her hand. The
butterflies turned into pixies as they did a wild dance inside her
stomach. “Uh, thanks for helping me out the other night. I can’t
tell you how grateful I am.”
    “Not at all, it was my pleasure. I just
happened to be in the right place at the right time. But you
should never be out alone in
the dark like that again. You’re new here, you must not wander.
Promise me that you’ll be more careful.”
    Startled by his stern request, Danielle
frowned at the fact that she suddenly felt scolded. “All right,”
was muttered as she mused that she’d already promised herself this.
Why did he have to rub it in?
    “Good. Now are you going to tell me your
name? Or do I have to guess?”
    “Oh.” Danielle only then realized they hadn’t
covered that yet. Her cheeks