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into anaphylactic shock.
    “Oh my God,” she choked. “I didn’t…I mean…”
    “Yeah, whatever Reg.” Maya snickered, lifted a napkin from the pile and rounded the corner of the table. “I’m going to go talk to Bachelor Number One; at least he’s not trying to kill me.”
    She headed back toward her seat, leaving Regan alone with Carter again, his voice far too close to her neck.
    “What d’you say we get the hell out of here?”
    “Yeah,” she snorted. “Wouldn’t that thrill Jayne if we ditched her party when she’s trying so hard to hook me up with Bachelor Number Two?”
    “That guy?” When Carter openly stared at Leon, Regan elbowed him hard until he sputtered. “Oh, come on—
him
? That’s the best she could come up with?”
    Regan hid her laugh behind her napkin and veered into the kitchen where Nick’s sister was sitting at the table munching a pile of nachos. Katie was always fun to talk to, so long as Ben wasn’t…
damn
.
    Katie’s husband turned from the window, his phone pressed against his ear, and gave Regan the same look she was no doubt giving him. Whatever. She liked Katie, so if it meant putting up with Ben once in a while, so be it.
    “Regan—good to see you! I was just talking about you yesterday with the other moms at Baby and Me.”
    “All good I hope.”
    “Of course—you should have seen their faces when I told them about you and Griffin Carr.”
    “That actor guy?” Carter spun a chair around next to her, straddled it, and set his bottle on the table.
    “Duh,” Katie grunted. “Regan styled his hair last month when he was in town filming.”
    “Yup, that’s me, stylist to the stars.” With an eye roll, Regan took a sip of her beer, then changed the subject. “How’s the baby?”
    “More beautiful every day.” Chip in one hand, Katie used the other to flip her phone around, and there on the screen was five-month-old Sophia, dark hair standing straight up off her head, and her chubby cheeks dimpled in the sweetest toothless smile Regan had ever seen.
    “You’re right, she’s gorgeous! Look at those cheeks…and that nose! But what’s with the hair?” Regan grinned as she handed the phone back. “Is it some kind of Scott trait or something?”
    “Hey—I resemble that remark.” Carter leaned in a little, his head making the slightest of motions toward the living room. “Number Two’s looking lonely out there.”
    When Katie raised a brow in question, Regan winced a little. “Leon.”
    “He seems like a nice guy,” Katie said, her gaze moving past Regan to where Leon sat at the far end of the living room. “Didn’t Jayne say the school promoted him to athletic director or something?”
    “Yes, she did,” Regan muttered. “About nineteen times now.”
    Why did Carter smile at that? “Sounds like the jock’s gonna be out of luck come midnight.”
    “You got that right.” Oops. She probably shouldn’t have said that; made it sound like Leon was an ugly troll or something, which he definitely wasn’t. He was just…not for Regan.
    “Well, that’s good then.” Carter bobbed his head in a slow nod as he sipped his beer.
    “Why’s that good?” Katie slid her nacho plate to the left a little as Ben tucked his phone away and took the chair beside her.
    Carter fixed his gaze on Regan as his grin grew wider, sexier. “Because I’d hate to get my ass kicked by Linebacker Leon when I kiss Red here at midnight.”
    Katie choked on her chip, but Regan just shook her head and laughed.
    “What makes you think I’m going to let you kiss me?”
    He nipped the last mozzarella stick from her plate, bit off a chunk, then chased it with a long swig of his beer. “Because it’s New Year’s Eve, we’re both here alone, and going by the last guy I saw you with, I’m bettin’ it’s been a while since you were good and kissed.”
    “Carter!” Katie’s scolding might have been more threatening if she hadn’t still been choking behind her