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try. I’ll pretend we’d never met, and you’ll do the same. What’s to lose?”
“You do have a point,” she answered slowly, figuring she could go home now, or she could start over with the man who’d made her insides quiver from the very moment she set eyes on him.
“Agreed. I’m in.” She leaned back far enough to hold out her hand for him to shake. “Hi, I’m Trudy. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Mac released his grip on her to take her hand in his. He bent and placed a kiss on the back of her hand. “I’m Mac. And the feeling’s mutual.”
“Dada,” an infant’s voice interrupted.
She laughed. The baby was back. The baby who’d single-handedly—well double-fistedly, to be accurate—bared her “girls.” Mac’s nephew— not his son.
“Ehem.” Mac’s sister— not his wife—edged her way between them, the baby on her hip and the tall man who’d been on the balcony with Mac earlier at her side. “Planning on introducing us?”
Mac rolled his eyes. “Trudy, meet my sister and nephew, Doe and Aaron, and my friend, Remy Toussaint.”
“Nice to meet you.” Doe jiggled the wide-smiling baby on her hip. She turned to Mac. “I gotta head back to Meadowview. I need to get this squirt to bed sometime this century. Besides, Mister Celebrity Artist we just celebrated wants me to finish arranging a trip to Europe for him early in the morning. Apparently, I need to actually work in order to get a paycheck.”
Wait—had the girl just inferred she worked for Gregor Johansson? The very man Trudy needed to save her career, her loft, and basically her life as she knew it? Maybe Doe could help her meet the man. “You work for the artist?” Trudy asked.
Rather than answering, Doe let out a yelp. She smacked her brother in the arm, flashing him a pointed look. “Did you just kick me?”
Mac raised his eyebrows at his sister. “No, I believe you stepped into my foot.”
Puzzled, Trudy watched as a series of glances were tossed back and forth between brother and sister. Some sort of odd sibling dynamic, she figured, used to her own silent wars with Milla.
Mac turned his attention back to her. “Doe occasionally works for Gregor,” he answered slowly.
“And his know-it-all son,” Doe added, then quickly dodged her brother again.
“Um…in that case, do you think you could introduce me to Mr. Johansson? I’d love to meet him.” Trudy left off the “because I want him to hire me” part of that sentence. She figured these folks didn’t need to know she was desperate for the contract with the sculptor.
“Um, sure…but not tonight,” Doe said. “Sorry, but he left already.”
“He’s gone?” Mac asked, his voice a little sharp and the lines around his mouth a bit tight as he looked at his sister.
“Yep.” Doe nodded. “He’s driving himself back to Meadowview. And Remy here is taking Aaron and me home. What about you two?” She flicked her gaze between Trudy and Mac, an eyebrow raised.
“I’m taking Trudy out for a drink,” Mac said.
“Wait—what?” She hadn’t agreed to go out with him yet, had she? She glanced around for Milla, then mentally kicked herself. She was being a ninny. This guy was gorgeous. Condom-worthy. But her sister’s seal of approval would make her more comfortable before she went out with the guy. Milla had great taste in men—Trudy’s brother-in-law Jarrod was a prime example.
Mac cupped her elbow in his hand and brought his head close to hers. “C’mon,” he murmured in her ear. “Let me buy you a drink. It would be a great start to our do-over.”
She fought to suppress a smile. This guy was charming as well as sexy.
He backed up and held her gaze. “Hey, I’m a nice guy, once you get to know me. And I’ll be a perfect gentleman,” he said, loud enough to capture his sister’s attention. “My sister can vouch for me.”
“Wish I could.” Doe shoved Aaron in his arms. “I’d trust Mac with my life, and his best friend