Fate

room chair as if his legs would no longer support him, and Ashton followed

suit. She watched as they exchanged a long look, and she waited for Ash

to take

the lead. He was the more dominant of the two, although she’d never

make the

mistake of thinking Craig was a pushover. She’d always been able to more

easily

manipulate the younger brother, but Craig had a line a person never

crossed.

She wondered if they were aware of how well she knew them. Not that her

understanding was helping her ineffectual performance. Where was the

speech

she’d practiced over the past week, especially on the drive here? One look

at

the two of them had driven that perfect explanation clear out of her head.

She

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