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    Meg shook her head, then clucked her tongue at Hilly. “Who is this and how long have you two been friends? Or should I say, friends with benefits?”
    A question danced in Tanner’s eyes, and she nodded to tell him she could stand on her own power. He returned her nod, then shot a wide grin at Meg before fixing his attention squarely on Allie.
    “It’s nice to see you again, Allie. To answer your question, Meg—you are the other sister, right?—Allie and I met in the park yesterday. Behind the bushes, in fact. Didn’t she tell you?”
    His shit-eating grin widened and he winked at Hilly. “Allie and her two little girls were having a great time while I was, um, talking to a couple of friends, and we happened to run into each other.”
    If Meg’s mouth fell open any wider, she could catch a dozen flies. “Wait. This is the man at the park? The handsome player? Wow, big sister, when you walk on the wild side you don’t mess around.”
    “Player? Well, I guess I am. Especially the handsome part.” Tanner’s bemusement sent another blast of mortification through Hilly.
    “I don’t understand. How could you? Here. In the bakery.” Allie stuttered, her hand at her throat. “I mean, this isn’t like you.”
    “Yeah, sis. You never go for the bad-boy type.” Meg’s enjoyment was written all over her face. “And this guy’s a bad boy with capital Bs.”
    Hilly frowned and wished Meg would cut her a break. Knowing Meg, she already had a dozen jokes about Hilly “getting hot without an oven” running through her head.
    Tanner seemed to stand a little straighter. “I hope Allie wasn’t too hard on me in her description. About how we met, I mean.”
    Meg crossed her arms, her bright blue eyes taking in everything about him. “Trust me. As far as what you looked like, Allie nailed it. But she didn’t say anything about how, um, talented you are.”
    She kept a straight face and leveled her attention at Hilly, making her squirm even more than she already was. “But then, I guess Hilly would be the expert concerning your talents.”
    Tanner skimmed his fingers along her arm, sending a thrill into Hilly. A thrill that called for her to take up where they’d left off. If only she could…
    “I’m sorry if I’ve caused any trouble. But I heard people around town rave about the bakery and I had to come and eat —” he stared at Hilly’s face, then let his perusal slide lower, “—some of your creations.”
    If any moment called for passing out from humiliation, Tanner’s emphasis on the word eat was such a moment. Somehow, however, Hilly managed to stay on her feet.
    “Look, sisters, I’m sorry you saw…what you saw. I don’t know what came over me. Tanner, I want you to leave right now.”
    Hilly started to step away but didn’t get far. Tanner grabbed her by the shoulder, then loosened his hold to take her hand. Her body betrayed her by shivering in pleasure.
    “But I’m not ready to leave.”
    He spoke the words softly, but the intensity, the allure in his tone was unmistakable. She wanted to let him stay, wanted to drag him into the back room and strip off his clothes. Nonetheless, Hilly fortified her resolve. Still, if her sisters hadn’t been standing a few feet away…
    Tanner’s eyes changed to a mesmerizing silver-blue. “After all, we only just met.” The corners of his mouth tipped upward. “For the first time.”
    Oh, hell, he definitely knew. But how?
    Hilly tugged her hand from his and forced the words out. “I need you to leave.” Her sisters watched, their attention glued on them, their silence a quiet reminder that they hung on every word.
    Anger flashed across his face but was gone before Hilly was sure she’d seen it. “Fine. I’ll leave on one condition.”
    “No. No conditions.” Alarms went off in her head. “I’m not asking you. I’m telling you to get out.”
    “Meet me for a drink and I’ll make you a promise. If you have one drink with me and tell