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lay next to Amber as Guardian cuddled down between them. “God, the sun has barely risen. Did you two sleep at all?”
    Amber grinned as she patted the dog. “Oh, here and there.”
    Megan shifted onto her side facing Amber and yawned. “Let’s go back to sleep.”
    Amber lay on her side as well. “Not all that tired.”
    Megan shut her eyes. “Then go cook breakfast.”
    A weighty silence passed and she cracked open an eye. Amber was staring at her.
    “What?” Megan mumbled.
    “I’m worried about this guy Veronica just met.”
    Not ‘I’m worried about Sean because I keep tugging at his heartstrings’. But Megan knew better. Eyes again closed, she said, “Veronica can take care of herself.”
    “Veronica’s playing the same game you did.”
    Megan didn’t take the bait but focused on breakfast. “I seem to recall you had a talent with pancakes.”
    “He’s pressuring her to do things she has no interest in. Apparently he’s been in the business for years and truly sees star potential in her,” Amber said, a frown apparent in her voice. “But we both know that’s not the direction she should go in.”
    She got where Amber was going with this. Megan should have never pursued real estate because Nathan did. “I was a lot younger than Veronica is now. She’s got a good head on her shoulders. If she wants this go with it, sis.”
    Yet Megan was concerned as well. Veronica had made no mention of this guy to her and after their brief conversation last night about her being a lawyer…
    “I know you’re worried too,” Amber said softly.
    Megan put a hand to her forehead and opened her eyes. “If there’s one thing that’s been proven time and time again with us three, when it comes to men we’re going to do what we want to do.”
    “True.” Amber continued to pat Guardian. “But that doesn’t mean we stop worrying about each other.”
    “Of course it doesn’t.” Apparently there would be no more sleeping. Megan swung her legs over the side of the bed. “I’ll talk to her while she’s here.”
    “I’m sorry to put this on you but you’re the only one she’ll listen to.”
    Her little sister truly had no idea how much Veronica had changed the past few years but there was no point in concerning her. “It’s okay.” Megan looked over her shoulder. “Now that I’m officially up, pancakes?”
    Amber patted the bed. “Sure. Lie back down. I’ll take care of it.”
    Megan shook her head and padded into the adjoining bathroom. “No. I’m up. Couldn’t really sleep anyways.”
    “You all right, sis?”
    Megan braced her hands on the granite top sink and stared at her red-rimmed eyes and drawn skin in the mirror. “Yeah, I’m good. Be better with pancakes.”
    A brief silence ensued before Amber responded. “You got it.”
    When Guardian sat next to Megan, she knew her sister had left. With a deep breath, she met the light blue eyes staring up at her. “Shower time, sweet girl.” She nodded at the door. “Go follow Amber. You know she’ll spoil you rotten.”
    Guardian shifted as though excited to follow Amber but kept her eyes trained on Megan.
    With a quick ruffle on her head, she nodded at the door. “Go on now or you’ll miss out.”
    That’s all it took. Guardian bounded after Amber. Megan smiled and hopped in the shower. Regrettably it did nothing to clear her stressed and far too tired mind. Veronica didn’t overly worry her. She’d feel her sister out like she always did and see where she was at. No, what continued to eat at her was the manuscript, the Viking Naðr and all the odd things that had been happening lately in regards to it.
    Megan closed her eyes as the hot water met her chilled flesh. While her practical side continued to search out a logical explanation for all this, another side was all too aware of what else had been happening. More and more, especially since she began working on the boat, she’d been experiencing a physical reaction when she