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course.”
    â€œI didn’t think it was that casual.” Her voice had gone quiet. Serious. Scary as hell. “I was in love with you, Liam.”
    Oh fuck. Whatever. “How is that my fault? I didn’t promise you anything.”
    â€œMaybe not in so many words, but how many times did you tell me that we’d be perfect for each other if you were the marrying kind? That if you wanted to settle down and come back home, I ticked everything off your list?”
    Shit, had he said those things? He didn’t remember. But then he was drunk as hell right now.
    â€œWell, I’m not the marrying kind, and I’m pretty damned sure I said that, too.” That was practically tattooed on his fucking forehead.
    She pulled into the drive and through the gate, which was still open from the wedding reception, he guessed.
    Wedding reception.
    Dammit. Would everyone still be here? How the hell was he going to explain Whitney Fucking Parker driving him home?
    She drove past the fountain in front of the house and through the porte cochere to the back door. How the hell did she know to drop him off here? “Have you been here before?” he asked.
    â€œDuh. A couple of summers ago—it was September, actually—I came up here, and we went skinny-dipping in the pool. You don’t remember?”
    Vaguely. “Not really. Must not have been that great.”
    â€œWow, you’ve turned into a real asshole since your brother died, you know that?” She threw the car into park, and he opened the door and practically fell out in his haste to get away.
    But again, he was moving like his feet were encased in lead, and she was around the car and helping him stand before he had his bearings.
    She stood in front of him and rested her hands on his shoulders with a sigh. “Really. You always were an arrogant prick, but that’s one of the things I liked best about you. Since Alex died, though, you’ve taken it to a whole new level. I think if you work through your grief, you’d see that there’s someone here who really cares about you. Someone who loves you.” She stood on her toes and pressed her lips to his.
    Liam heard the door to the house and used the helmet he still held between them to push her away.
    â€œLiam?” Kyle came toward him. “Are you okay?”
    â€œHe’s fine, just drunk.” Whitney turned and linked her arm through Liam’s. “Hi, I’m—”
    â€œLeaving!” Liam interjected. Thank God he possessed enough wits to keep her from spilling her name. That’s just what he needed—his entire family knowing he had a past with the crazy Parker family who was trying to screw them.
    He took his arm from hers. “Thanks for the ride. Remember what I said.”
    She looked him in the eye, and the edge of malice in her gaze was sharp enough to cut through Liam’s drunken stupor. “Remember what I said. We could be great together, and your problems could . . . maybe go away.”
    Was she really blackmailing him? No, he had to be beyond fucked up.
    She looked past him at Kyle and smiled. “Good night!”
    Liam didn’t bother watching her drive away before he turned and walked toward the house.
    Kyle followed him. “Who was she?”
    â€œJust some girl at Ruckus who offered to give me a ride home.”
    â€œSome girl who kissed you. Uh-huh.” The sarcasm in his tone would’ve riled Liam, but he was too wasted and suddenly too tired.
    He walked into the back hallway and went straight for the stairs. “I’m going to bed.”
    â€œAlone, instead of with that hot blonde?” Kyle sounded shocked. “Weird. I don’t know what’s up with you, bro, but there’s something. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were hung up on someone.”
    Maybe.
    Probably.
    Fuck.

Chapter Three
    A UBREY WAS A little surprised that Evan and Alaina had invited her to