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little girls, so I really need your help, Shel." Danny subtly turned his back toward Amanda so she wouldn't hear what he was saying.
     
    But Shelby was already shaking her head. "Sorry, Danny, I can't tonight. I have a ghost tour I'm running at seven o'clock. Whole busload of tourists want the 'real' story of Red-Eyed Rachel and her attack on Boston. I can go tomorrow if you want. Or I'm sure your mom would go with you."
     
    "I'll go," Amanda called from the couch ten feet away. "I'm an expert at shopping."
     
    He'd just bet she was. Danny sighed. "Not this kind of shopping, Amanda, trust me. I guess I'll just go by myself. I forgot my mom is out of town. She went on a tour of the Longaberger basket factory today in Newark. She won't be back until tomorrow."
     
    He was about to call to Piper to come along, when Amanda stood up and took a step in his direction. Danny froze. Damn, she did it to him every time. She laid one look on him, and he was like a drooling dog. Half the time he felt like turning tail and running away to save his ass, the other half he wanted to just dig his fingers into her platinum blond hair and ram his tongue down her throat.
     
    Neither seemed like a good plan with his ex-wife and his daughter looking on, so he stood his ground.
     
    Amanda flipped her hair over her shoulder and stuck a hand on her naked hip. Her clothes always looked like she'd shrunk them in the dryer on high heat. Her skimpy skirt only covered enough to keep her PG-13, and her top was like a blue rubberband stretched across her firm breasts.
     
    "I'm an expert at all shopping. Any kind. Day, night, clothes, furniture, art, anything with any sort of fabric that might go on your body or in your house belongs to me. I don't know about tractors, or crops, or why farmers always seem to have a plug of tobacco stuck in their cheek, but I know shopping."
     
    She almost sounded insulted, and it suddenly amused him. So Amanda knew Chicago shopping. He'd bet the farm she'd never set foot in a Wally's World. "Ever been to Wal-Mart?"
     
    "Nooo," she said carefully, a white-tipped fingernail running over her bottom lip, licking at the control he kept over his libido. "But I know what it is and you can buy clothes there. So we're all set. One complete wardrobe for a cute eight-year-old girl coming up. Break out your credit card—this will be fun."
     
    Danny didn't move, hoping someone would save him. He darted a pleading glance at Shelby, but she just shrugged.
     
    Amanda sailed out of the parlor on her skyscraper shoes. "Come on, Tucker. These things take time, and you're burning daylight. Bring my handbag, please. Piper has the dog."
     
    Shelby grinned. Boston smirked. Danny felt complete and utter terror. Amanda Delmar in a discount store wasn't going to be pretty.
     
    But like an idiot, and left with no choice if he didn't want to be completely rude, he picked up her gigantic straw purse. He gripped the pink leather handle while Shelby busted out with a laugh.
     
    "If only I knew where the camera was. Dang, that's too funny seeing you carry that."
     
    He knew his damn face was red, he could feel it. "Boston, control your wife before I smack her with this ugly straw basket from…" Danny caught himself before he swore in front of Piper. Couldn't be just blurting things out anymore. He had a daughter to raise proper.
     
    One who'd seen God only knew what. Worried he might have scared her with his teasing Shelby, he glanced at Piper. She was still holding the dog, but she had leaned around the side of the coffee table, peering behind the lamp with the colored glass shade. It didn't seem like she'd heard their conversation, all her concentration focused toward the back wall by the fireplace.
     
    "What's the matter, Piper? You see something?"
     
    Her head jerked back and forth, but her eyes stayed trained on the corner.
     
    "You sure?" He didn't see anything, but she was staring so intently, he walked in that direction.
     
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