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for his little charade tonight.
    He glanced at his watch, wondering where the guy was. He recognized all of the cars already parked in the driveway, and none of them belonged to the actor he’d hired.
    An actor fitting a very specific, exacting description.
    Yes, these had been Kaden’s instructions. He wouldn’t claim to understand all of them. That wasn’t his job.
    His task was to complete the last thing on his list, the last thing he’d promised Kaden he would do. Complete the task, deliver the envelope, and then he’d be able to look forward.
    Hopefully, no one would spot him placing the envelope.
    His wife had been looking forward to this party. Their bedroom activities rarely got a fraction as wild as some of these private parties, but he couldn’t deny it was fun to come watch. And as Kaden himself had once said, if people didn’t want to be watched, they could stay home and play in their bedrooms. Voyeurs were a key part of the equation for some people.
    Grabbing the casserole potluck dish they’d brought, he followed his wife up the front walk toward the door.
    I don’t understand your mind, Kaden, but I’ll do what you asked because you were my friend.
     
    * * * *
     
    Kel pulled Mallory aside, walking her down the hall to the playroom and closing the door for privacy.
    “Sweetheart, you need to let it go. It was an accident, Seth admits he deserved it, and he said he’s not mad at you.”
    She still looked near tears. “I hit him.”
    “When the man himself is telling you he’s not upset about it, believe him. And I am proud of you.”
    “For hitting our friend?”
    He didn’t understand why she was so hung up on this, but knew trying to force her to get over it not only wouldn’t work, it wouldn’t be fair to her. “I’m sure he and Leah both will be telling this story over and over again for the laughs. This is going to be legendary amongst our friends.”
    “I still can’t believe I hit him.”
    “Would you like me to spank you? Would that make you feel better?”
    She didn’t reply.
    He made her look at him. “I was joking, sweetheart. You’re not in trouble. You didn’t do anything wrong. Do you trust me?”
    “Of course I do.”
    “Then don’t you think if you’d screwed up that I’d be the first person telling you? Am I not always honest with you?”
    She nodded.
    “Okay.” He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “Now let’s get you into the bathroom. Wash your face, blow your nose, and when you come out, let’s have fun. Okay?”
    “Okay.”
    They left the playroom door open behind them. Kel stopped at the bathroom. “I’ll be out on the lanai. When you finish, why don’t you fix me a cup of iced tea and bring it to me.” He hoped that little bit of service might help her realign her mind.
    She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
    “Good girl.” He waited until she’d locked the bathroom door behind her before heading down the hall.
     
    * * * *
     
    Yes, Mallory knew Seth wasn’t upset.
    It didn’t lessen her mortification over the incident.
    When she stepped over to the sink and looked up, a startled scream caught in her throat. Then she laughed as she turned. Pushing the semi-opaque shower curtain aside, she found a blow-up clown in the shower. For just a second, she’d thought she’d seen a man’s face in the mirror, a vaguely familiar face, but it must have been a trick of the light.
    Leaving the shower curtain open so the next victim didn’t get quite the fright she had, Mallory finished what she needed to do and headed back out to get Kel his cup of iced tea.
     
    * * * *
     
    June closed her eyes as Scrye started tying her. She didn’t have to do a lot of wiggling while he tied his rigging. He knew where and how to tie her, considering she was the one he tied most of the time. He knew exactly how tight to make the different sections, where to place the ropes. She didn’t have to waste his time flexing and testing every single placement to make sure it