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but he’d be damned if he’d be a part of it. “Or maybe, you could do it,” she said.
    All around them, people started climbing to their feet, laughing and taking jibes from the other team. “You should get up,” he said.
    “Oh, right.” Kat put her arms on either side of his waist and pushed herself up, giving him an up close and unobstructed view of her cleavage in the process.
    Don’t look, dude. Don’t look.
    He looked.
    Jesus, her breasts were perfect. Not too big, not too small. All soft and lush and just the right size for his mouth. His throat dried and he wet his lips, eager for a taste.
    “What the hell happened to you?” Danny asked, reaching out to give him a hand up.
    Sebastian took the offered hand and Danny tugged. “Slipped.” He stood, and in need of a distraction, brushed imaginary grass from his clothes.
    Danny tossed his arm around Kat’s shoulder. “Little sis wasn’t messing with you, was she? Trying to throw you off your game. We all know how much trouble she can be.”
    Kat elbowed Danny in the gut, and he let loose a loud oomph . “I’m not so little, Danny. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m all grown up.”
    “Okay, Miss All Grown Up. Since when did you play tug-of-war, anyway?” Danny asked her.
    “I was wondering the same thing,” Sebastian grumbled.
    Kat shrugged and wiggled her fingers. “The teams seemed uneven and I thought Sebastian could use a hand.”
    Oh, he could use a hand, all right—right on his dick.
    Stop it!
    Emery stepped up to them, laughing. “Good job, Sebastian.” She gestured with a nod. “Maybe you’ll have better luck with the three-legged race.”   
    He raked his hair back as his gaze wandered across the gardens to those lining up at the starting line. “I think I’ll sit that one out.”
    “There you are,” Zoe said, her too-high heels catching in the soft grass as she came toward him. “I go to get a drink and come back, and you’re gone.” She put her hand on his arm and touched him like they were long-time lovers. They weren’t. He’d only just met her an hour ago.
    “I was needed for the tug-of-war,” he explained.
    “Not that he was any help,” Danny said, laughing. “Not sure what’s gotten into you today. I’m a few points up, so if you stand half a chance at beating me at the three-legged race, you’d better find yourself a good partner.” Danny looked at his sister. “Kat, I don’t believe you met Zoe.”
    Kat smiled, but Sebastian knew her well enough to know it was forced. Jesus, if he didn’t know better, he’d think she was jealous. But he did know better, right?
    Kat extended her hand. “No, we haven’t met yet.”
    Without taking her fingers off his arm, Zoe plastered on a brilliant smile and held out her free hand. After a quick shake, she pulled it back. “So you’re Kat. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
    Kat turned those big dark eyes on him. They narrowed as she stared accusingly. “Oh yeah? What exactly have you heard?”
    Tendons taut, Sebastian held his hands up. “Nothing from me. Zoe and I just met.”
    “Zoe,” cousin Peter yelled. With his bathing suit dripping, he wiped his face with a towel and closed the distance. “I’ve been looking all over for you. I thought you were getting changed to come swimming.”
    Zoe’s hand fell from Sebastian’s bicep, and her smile wobbled. Peter slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her close, a possessive move, but hey, no need to get controlling. Sebastian wasn’t hitting on her. In fact, it was the other way around.
    “I guess you’ve all met Zoe. My fiancé,” he said as he zeroed in on Sebastian.
    “We have,” Kat returned, her voice tight. Too tight. Sebastian dipped his head and studied her stance as she glared at the other woman. What the hell did Kat have against Zoe? She didn’t even know her—he didn’t think.
    “Are you coming swimming?” Peter asked his fiancé.
    She flashed a smile Sebastian’s way. “Actually,