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will be here, and you two can get to know one another before we eat.”
    She walked out, closing the door behind her, and I sat, stunned, unable to even put together a coherent thought for a few minutes.
    My father was Gordon Gentry. I was the son of a rich and famous rock star who’d never bothered to meet me. I was angry. I was hurt, and I wanted nothing more than to slink out the front door and leave, never to return. I’d promised Mom, though, and even if she was completely unreliable, I kept my word when I’d given it.
    I stood up, took a deep breath, and left the room, guessing at the direction of the terrace, following a long, dark hallway to the doors that opened to the large yard with an enormous freeform pool. I reached for the door, only to have it open before I could touch it. Startled, I blinked at the bright sun and saw a person step back from the door, obviously as surprised as I was to find someone standing in the doorway.
    “Sorry,” the woman said as she moved out of the way.
    My eyes adjusted to the sunshine, and I could hardly believe who stood there.
    “Tatum?” I said, shocked.

3 -- Tatum
    I was utterly speechless.
    My first thought was that Reed looked even better in the daylight. My second thought was that I had absolutely no idea what was going on. I looked from him to my father, head to head with Tina over near the pool, completely unaware of the fact that I’d just come face to face with my one-night stand—and in the least likely of places.
    Reed managed to speak before I could. “Tatum, what are you doing here?” he asked, looking as perplexed as I felt.
    “Huh?” was the brilliant line I decided on.
    Reed looked out at my dad and Tina, grabbed me by the arm, and pulled me inside. “Why are you here?” he asked again. He closed the door behind me and looked at me, waiting for me to string together a few coherent words.
    “I was just going to get my bathing suit,” I said, hardly thinking about what I was saying as my mind raced to make sense of what was happening. I finally came to my senses and looked at Reed, thinking that it would be so easy to get lost in his eyes—much as I had the night before. Memories of him and the things we’d done flooded me, and I blushed, feeling like the room had suddenly turned into a sauna. I put my hands on my hips and stepped back, feeling like I couldn’t trust myself standing as close to him as I was. “Wait a minute. What are you doing here?”
    Reed stepped closer to close the gap between us. “Come here,” he said, taking my hand and pulling me through the huge dining room, down the hallway, all the way to a little room off the entryway. He closed the door and turned to face me. “What the hell is going on?” he asked. “I’m here to see my mother. I was going outside to meet her new husband and my new stepsister, and I have a feeling I know how this is going to go.”
    “Oh. My. God,” I said, sitting down in one of the expensive leather chairs. “My dad just married your mom?” I shook my head as the implications of my father’s quickie wedding hit me. “I just slept with my stepbrother.” I buried my face in my hands as waves of embarrassment, confusion, and—strangely enough—a little arousal washed over me. “Oh my God, have I fucked up.”
    Reed sat in a chair facing me and took hold of my wrists, pulling my hands away to uncover my face. “Wait a minute, Tatum. We didn’t fuck up. One: We didn’t know our parents had gotten married. Two: It’s not like we’re blood relatives. And three: I had a fantastic time and can’t wait to do it again. I was disappointed when I woke up and you were gone, to be honest.”
    “Are you kidding me?”
    “Nope. I had plans for how I wanted to wake you up today. Nice and slow.”
    “No. Seriously? You don’t think this is a big deal? Are you crazy?”
    Reed put his hands on my thighs and slid them up so his fingertips were just under the hem of my skirt. “Maybe I am