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her.” Angel lifted Toni into her arms. “We really should be going.”
    “So you just stopped by to say hello?” Julia felt a huge sense of relief. This was the first time her family had come to Serenity Falls to see her. She deliberately hadn’t told anyone much about her life before she came to town. She’d only been as truthful as she’d had to be—and as vague as possible.
    “Stopped by to say hello?” Angel repeated. “No, we came to see you.”
    “And move in with you,” Skye added.
    Angel quickly patted Julia’s damp arm. “I was going to break it to you a bit more gently.”
    Julia started shivering so hard her teeth were chattering. She was freezing, or it could be shock. Her family. Living with her? Stephen King couldn’t have come up with a more horrifying scenario.
    The next thing she knew Julia was encased in a warm leather jacket. “You’re cold.” Luke’s voice rumbled near her ear. “How far away is your house?”
    Julia pointed across the street. Or tried to. Her hands were shaking, making her think of the pointy-fingered stare of the haggard witch in one of those Disney movies. Cinderella was it? Or Snow White ? Or Sleeping Beauty ?
    She hadn’t seen any of them as a kid. Her mother hadn’t approved of the fairy tales or the commercialization of them. She’d rented all three videos a few months ago.
    “It’s wonderful that you live so close by.” Angel smiled. “Lucy and Ricky are tired after their trip.”
    Angel had brought more company with her? Skye and Toni the Biter weren’t enough? “I only have one extra b-b-b-bedroom.” Julia’s teeth were chattering again.
    “This is ridiculous,” Luke growled.
    Julia couldn’t agree more and would have told him so had she been able to form words. Instead, she was concentrating on protecting her tongue from getting chewed by her chattering teeth.
    Luke scooped her up, or tried to. The heavy, wet Bo Peep skirt didn’t cooperate, the hoop smacking him in the face.
    Rip.
    The skirt fell to her ankles. He scooped her up again. His warm leather jacket barely covered her daisy-patterned panties. Why hadn’t she worn those damn bloomers that had come with the stupid costume?
    “Poomedoo.”
    Luke ignored her words, perhaps because he couldn’t understand them. She’d been trying to say “Put me down,” but it hadn’t come out right. Her legs were shaking—all of her was. She felt like an ice cube.
    “Which house is yours?” he demanded.
    “The one with the g-g-g-green door.”
    “They all have green doors.”
    “F-f-fifth one from the corner.”
    The door was unlocked. He set her inside and reached for the lights. He was quickly followed by Julia’s family.
    Normally, Julia always felt welcomed by her home and the way she’d decorated it with items from places like Pottery Barn and Crate & Barrel. Dark woods. Cream walls and upholstery. And piles of books, neatly placed in stacks by subject or placed on Arts and Crafts-style bookcases that filled an entire wall.
    Today was different. Today she felt like her quiet sanctuary was being invaded by a rowdy hoarde.
    “You poor thing. I’ll make some herbal tea to warm you right up,” Angel said. “Skye, you’ll have to take care of Lucy and Ricky on your own. Come along, honey.” Angel put her arm around Julia. “I’ll run you a hot bath. Where’s the bathroom? Upstairs?”
    Julia nodded and mumbled, “Gilooja.” She meant to say, Give Luke his jacket . But no one understood her. No surprise there. She’d always been the misfit in this circus.
    Luke couldn’t help noticing that the librarian had great legs. Supremo really. She looked incredibly sexy wearing his jacket, her creamy thighs a contrast against the black leather. She’d felt all curvy and feminine in his arms. Her breasts had rested against his white T-shirt, the leather slipping aside during one of her many shivers. And he’d been able to look right down the neckline of her Bo Peep top for an eyeful