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Vickie. "I'm glad you and Rory are looking forward to castle-sitting, but I'm sorry you'll miss the fun on the dock, tonight, Big Sister."
    "Hey, don't call me big. I'm sensitive about my size." Vickie grinned and covered her stomach. "He's kicking again. Feel."
    "How did he get in there?" Jake asked.
    "Love, Jake," Reggie told her son. "Love put that baby inside Vickie's belly."
    "Oh," Jake said. "I thought she swallowed him."
    "Holy monkshood," Destiny said. "I just realized that if your plan works, Storm, Morgan will be walking me home. How am I supposed to get rid of the pain in the—" She looked at Jake. "The pain in the patootie, when he gets me there?"
    "That's up to you, but try practicing your womanly wiles."
    "After I get Jake to bed," Reggie said, "right?”
    “ Practice on Morgan? Are you nuts?"
    "If you and Morgan would stop arguing long enough, you might discover an attraction sparking your anger,"
    Storm said. "You haven't given him so much as a glance, except for the wedding dance—a move he choreographed— which is a little like the way Aiden's been treating me, come to think of it."
    Destiny huffed. "Morgan, lest you forget, is a paranor mal debunker ... trying to debunk our personal magick and psychic abilities."
    "Okay, so you'll invite him into the house to debunk you"
    " What's debunk ?" Jake asked.
    "Jake," Reggie said. "Let's go see Grampa before he leaves on his honeymoon."
    "Aw, Mom, you never let me hear the good answers"
    Storm noticed the pensive way Destiny was regarding her in the mirror, her expression signifying a glimpse into the future. She nodded. "You did tell Aiden that you think the crying baby is his, right, Storm?" Destiny asked , the kind of probing question usually reserved for a situation in which the present might segue awkwardly into the future.
    Storm shivered. "That's what's making him skittish. Did you see him dancing with me tonight? Only when I tricked him into it."
    "Why is he skittish?"
    "He says he can't possibly have a baby." Storm scoffed. "How weird is that for a man who raises the bar on the standards governing hot studs the world over? He's like magick in a good, badass sort of way. My kind of way."
    "McCloud is a lot of women's kind of good/bad," Vickie said.
    "Right! So, of course, he could have a baby some where ... whether he knows it or not."
    Destiny touched a finger to her lips, her look thoughtful. "The romance isn't cooling between you and Biker Boy?"
    "Hell no. It's sizzling, but 'I don't think he's ready to catch fire. No, snuff the fire bit. If 'I didn't know better, I'd think he was scared."
    "Seriously?" Destiny smiled to hide her conce rn . "Aiden, the romantic who loves women, is afraid of catching fi re ?
    He doesn't strike me as the kind to back away from a little sexual heat"
    "A lot of sexual heat, actually. Okay, a freaking in ferno," Storm admitted.
    "Wow," Vickie said.
    Destiny raised a speaking brow. "Since you and Aiden are both in rebellion, in hiding, and in denial, and neither of you has met the real you yet, I think you're more likely to kill each other than catch fire ... but that's just me"
    chapter seven
    AIDEN watched Storm dazzleyet another dance partner. When the music ended an d the guy chuckled and swooped in for a kiss, Aiden set down his coffee cup an d ordered another scotch.
    You'd think he could stay out of trouble on the opposite side of the room, but he guessed he was as safe as anybody could be on the same planet as a psychic witch with attitude who turned him on like fireworks on the Fourth.
    When Storm didn't have a dance partner, which was rare, she'd stand on the dance floor alone and sway to the music while capturing his gaze, like she was doing now, so seductive that he had to direct his attention to the restoration work around him to stay in control.
    Normally a source of pride, the impeccably restored century-old crown molding was, at the moment, a less than effective distraction.
    Aiden feared that nothing could