basic bones of the place were solid, and now that he’d redone it room by room, it had a lot of charm. Ran had helped him on weekends and they had done a great job.
She opened her mouth to suggest maybe they should get going, but was interrupted by Ran saying conversationally, “Lacey told me what happened the other night.”
She’d stopped at two glasses of wine, but now wished maybe she’d accepted the offer of a refill. When Rick said nothing, she gave him a look of pure reproach. “Thanks, Ran. You said Rick was too nice a guy to ever mention it, and then you have to bring it up.”
“I wouldn’t have except I’m getting the impression maybe we all just need to talk about it.” His expression was completely unrepentant. “You both are pretty tense.”
“Damn lawyers,” Rick said, but his tone was only half-joking. He sank lower in his chair, his long legs extended. “You all always want to talk about everything.”
“Just a vibe I’m feeling here between the three of us.” Ran glanced at Lacey and then Rick. “I’ll go first. I’m fine with it, though it must have gone a bit farther than what I thought from the level of your mutual discomfort. But hey, it was a mix-up, right?”
“Ran!” Lacey sat up straighter, her gaze direct. It had been a genuine mistake. “Of course it was.”
“Relax, babe, I wasn’t accusing you of anything.” His voice was easy and smooth. “I’m just arguing that since it was just a mistake, why the hell are the two of you so tense about it if it doesn’t bother me ?”
He had a point, but that wasn’t surprising. He made a living making a point.
It was Rick who raked his hand through his dark hair and said slowly, “I might have been able to stop it before I did. I knew before Lacey what was going on. Don’t get me wrong, I was dead asleep and had no idea she was even there until she woke me up, but I—” he stopped and gave a crooked smile “—I enjoyed it all for a moment or two before I said something.”
That kiss. She knew he was telling the truth because of that kiss . He’d been startled and even resistant until that moment, and then it had all changed when he realized just who she was and what was happening.
She’d been thinking about it a lot and had already figured that out. Hearing him admit it didn’t improve the situation at all.
Ran’s voice was mild. “Enjoyed what all?” He was looking at Rick with a faint inquisitive lift of his brows. “Maybe you should clarify.”
“You just said—” she started to say sharply before he smoothly interrupted.
“I was telling the truth, too. But the problem isn’t with me. I think the problem is with the two of you. In my experience, if there’s this much tension over something that happened, talking about it will solve the problem about ninety percent of the time. Rick just admitted he enjoyed it. How about you, Lace?”
“I thought he was you .”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment and say that yes, you enjoyed it.”
“We were in bed together, and as she said, she thought I was you,” Rick interjected into the discussion, but maybe Ran was right about getting it all into the open because for the first time that evening since the moment when they first arrived, Rick looked at her. “And we kissed, and quite frankly, that was one really hot kiss. I was awake by then—one part of my anatomy sure was anyway—and though I was not completely clearheaded, I’d figured out her mistake. I’m going to admit I just wanted to finish what we’d started for a minute or two there.”
His rueful laugh made him all the more attractive and Lacey thought he was too attractive already, even in a faded T-shirt and shorts, his dark hair just a little rumpled.
“Who could blame you?” Ran reached for his beer and took another drink, the movement casual.
She could, for one, but she really didn’t. Rick was male, and while that didn’t precisely excuse him for not speaking up at