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Bo squinted as he looked up at Ismay’s brother. It felt like he’d barely fallen asleep after leaving Ismay in his bed, but it’d probably been an hour—long enough to fall into a deep sleep. “Your sister’s in my room.”

“She is?” he exclaimed. “Why’s that?”

Bo didn’t know how much Ismay wanted her brother to know, so he deferred to her. “You’ll have to ask her. I’m a bit groggy right now.”

“Don’t tell me she and Bastian got into an argument,” Jack said. “Dude’s insufferable! I’d love to punch him in the face.”

This was the most emotion Bo had ever seen from Jack and he took it as a good sign. Hopefully, he was beginning to bounce back. “I think a lot of people would like that opportunity, including me.”

“So you were up late helping her? Why didn’t she call me?”

Bo’s eyes felt like sandpaper. He blinked as he tried to get more moisture in them. “Maybe she did. I don’t know.”

“I don’t have any missed calls.”

“She probably didn’t want to bother you.”

“She called you instead?”

Again, he didn’t know how much she wanted to tell her brother about their relationship. “Bastian’s been so unpredictable that I reached out to see if she was okay.”

Jack opened his mouth to say something else, but Ismay came into the room, her eyes filled with sleep, her long hair tousled and knotted, drawing their attention. “You two are up already?”

There was a certain electricity in the air when she was around. Bo wanted to touch her, say good morning, and ask how she was. He hoped she didn’t regret last night. She pulled on a NASA T-shirt and some cutoffs, but he couldn’t help wondering if she was wearing the white tank top and panties underneath, and just the memory of seeing her in her underwear sent a jolt of testosterone through him. He already knew he’d never forget last night.

“We need to finish the fence today,” Jack said. “Then we can get moved.”

Bo waved him off. “Don’t worry about the fence. I think we should focus on getting you and Ismay into Honey’s house first. The fence can wait.”

“I just need to pack up my bag and haul it over there,” Jack said. “Shouldn’t take long.”

“We also need to get Ismay’s stuff from the cottage,” Bo said.

“Does Bastian know you’re gone?” Jack asked his sister.

Ismay used her fingers to get some of the tangles out of her hair. “He does, and he’s not happy about it.”

Jack frowned. “You don’t think Bastian will give us any trouble when we go back, do you?”

“I hope not,” Ismay said. “But if he does, I’ll just have to get by without the rest of my clothes. Buy new ones or something.”

She looked up at Bo and blushed slightly, and he couldn’t help lowering his gaze to her mouth. God, he wanted to kiss her.

He shook off the temptation. “Bastian will give you your things,” he said. He planned to make sure of it.

“Now might actually be the best time to get it,” Ismay said. “It’s eight. I bet he’s finally asleep. He’s a night owl, so he doesn’t get up until at least noon.”

Bo kicked off his blanket. “Good point. Just in case, I’ll go with you.”

“We’ll all go,” Jack said. “I doubt he’ll pick a fight if there are three of us.”

If it came to a fight, Bo certainly wouldn’t need the two of them, but he didn’t say so. He nodded and went to put on a fresh T-shirt and jeans.

“You’re not worried about going over to the cottage, are you?” Jack asked Ismay when they stepped out into the morning air.

“Maybe a little,” she admitted.

“Why?” he asked. “You’ll have both of us with you.”

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