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cold (emotionally) man, or be prepared to
lose an awful lot of money. And to scramble to keep her sister from doing jail
time, because even if she bought Jen out of the house, and thus kept her house
separate from Jen’s assets, she would not be able to just sit by and let her
get skewered by Mason's lawyers. And damn, but that contract was pretty fool
proof. Unless she were willing to sell out her sister, she might have to go
through with this. Funny how her sister was so willing to sell her out,
but Emma was the one who was hesitating. She sighed. Sometimes she wished she
had more of a cold streak of her own.
    And
finally, she was going to need to tell her family. But how was she going to
tell them, and what was she going to say? She was back at the beginning of her
thought process. This was a mess.
    Starting
the car, she drove carefully out of the neighborhood with the well-manicured
lawns, wondering how quickly she would become the scourge of the community.
Chaos would certainly make his presence known, and that means that she’d become
a pariah quickly. Could she live like that for three years? Maybe, she thought.
If she spent a lot of time at Gran Jameson’s house. Martinis and pie might help
her to pass the days. And if she buried herself in her work. And if she and Chaos spent a lot of time at the dog park.
    Oh
hell, she thought. Turning onto the highway, Emma headed home.
     
     
    Mason
watched her for a while as she sat in her car and collected her thoughts. After
she left the house, he had poured himself a double scotch, and now stood at the
window of one of his guest rooms, looking out onto the street. Emma was in the
driver’s seat of her car, her head back against the headrest and her eyes
closed. He could almost see her thought process. It would be a lot to take in,
he knew.
    For
him, it was easy. He’d lived with the condition of his uncle’s will for a long
time now, and it was only in the last couple of months that he realized that
he’d need to do something drastic if he wanted to retain his uncle’s voting
stock. When he had met Jen at a party, they had hit it off. Not in a romantic
way, but more two cynical personalities coming together and enjoying each other
over a drink. So when he’d eventually decided to propose a deal to Jen, it had
been with an understanding that their relationship was strictly business.
Neither of them was interested in the other - for two hard and cynical people,
neither of them found themselves attracted to those same character traits in
the other.
    But
Jen had gotten cold feet. That was interesting. And what was even more
interesting was that she had sent her sister over to tell him about her change
in plans. And her sister was clearly a completely different person from Jen. So
why did she send Emma, rather than just calling him or texting him with the
news? Perhaps because she was not only backing out of the deal, but she was
taking a lot of his money with her. Had she sent Emma to smooth that over? Or
was it because she was worried about the contract, and Emma was the one person
Jen knew would feel responsible enough to fill in for Jen, thus freeing her
from the conditions?
    Physically,
the two sisters were nothing alike. Jen was tall, blonde, beautiful, and
stacked. Honestly, she was like Jessica Rabbit with blonde hair. And no bunny
ears. Emma was a brunette, a bit shorter than Jen, and more petite. She was
also fiercely loyal to her sister, which intrigued him, particularly since Jen
was not a woman who automatically inspired loyalty.
    Emma
had a profession. She had opinions. She had a dog. She had a brain. And Mason
was willing to bet that she was probably attracted to him. Most women were, he
thought matter-of-factly. But as long as they stayed clear of each other, there
shouldn’t be anything major to overcome here. She was nice-looking,
well-spoken, had a good job, and was obviously a kind person. So, for the next
three years anyway, she’d fit well by his