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me and scanned the yard. Birdie’s brother’s house sprawled across the middle of a two-acre lot, and the man had gone all out on this shindig. Fairy lights hung amongst the trees, creating sharp pinpoints of light and soft ambience in the clear spring night. The smell of roasting meat coaxed my stomach into a grumble, and I licked my lips as I stood up and drained my beer. We’d done engagement shots earlier, before the crowd had arrived in full force, but I still needed to mingle and get photos of the guests. Picking up my camera, I scrolled through the pictures I’d taken. Birdie was amazingly photogenic. She seemed to bring an atmosphere of her own to each shot, and Drake couldn’t keep his gaze off her. I lifted it to my eye and played with the lens to get a random shot of the crowd.
    In the middle of the yard, a group of people had gathered around Drake and his fiancée. I rolled the word around in my mouth. It wasn’t something I was used to, but then I’d have to get used to having my brother back in my life before I got over the fact he’d finally found the girl who made him whole again.
    I made my way over to them, in no hurry to be a part of the crowd, or to join the lovebirds at all. Love in general twisted the knife in my gut more than anything else. Seeing it was a reminder of how stupid I'd been to let it cloud my judgment. Shaking it off, I once again wondered if my imagination was to blame for the vision of her I’d encountered yesterday. For a moment, it had seemed all too real. And the way I’d stepped onto the road as she held me captive to her gaze pissed me off more than anything. It wouldn’t have been so bad if I’d planned to wrap my hands around that pretty little neck of hers, but in that moment I couldn’t be sure that’s what I had in mind. Instead, it had felt an awful lot like I would have fallen at her feet and begged her to come back to me.
    Scratching at my beard, I considered it. No, I would have strangled her, because no matter how good she looked, no matter how my body responded to her, when she opened her mouth, I would have been able to see the lies she weaved. That fool who fell for her when we'd first met was no longer a part of me. I pulled my attention back to my brother, who wrapped his arm around Birdie. She tilted her head to smile up at him, and he leaned down to whisper in her ear. Cringing, I halted in my tracks, wanting no part of this love-in. What I wanted was a bottle of something strong and a body underneath me. Neither of which I could get here. Drake had given me fair warning and for once I'd obliged him. Some damn good photos and support for my brother were the only reason I was here.
    Besides, none of these women mattered. Natalie was on speed dial, and she’d be more than willing to accommodate me. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I banged the call button as I turned around and smacked into someone.
    "Sorry about that." I glanced up from my phone and nearly dropped the damn thing. The vision was back, and I juggled my phone as I tried to regain my grip on it, while she stared at me with friendly hazel eyes and a twitch to her lips. My blood simmered as it raced through my veins and threatened to rip me apart. My fist clenched around my phone, and the crack as the casing bent out of shape and broke was surprisingly loud. Easing my hold, I tried to keep my voice low and even but it came out a snarl. "What the hell are you doing here?"
    Two little lines creased between her eyes and brow. "I was invited. And you are?"
    I stumbled back a step, though I managed to make it look like a swagger. The heat sparking in my veins turned to ice. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t put her behind me, and she didn’t remember me at all? Or was she playing a game, like the last time?
    A homicidal tic began under my left eye as I ground my teeth together. "You really are a—"
    "Hey, Mellie, do you know where Mike is?" Birdie interrupted the insult that was about to