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“I have no idea of course,” he said.
So this was what bothered him. That made her feel alotbetter. “I can see why this is all so troubling,” she said. “So you need to know what the coin means.” She remembered. “And how does this involve me, Ace and Sophie?”
“Another mystery,” he muttered.
“You said she drew the coin, do you have the image? Maybe I can help.”
He looked around and shook his head, pulling out his phone but just held it, staring at it.
“What’s wrong?”
“Not sure I want to show you.”
Oh boy. “Okay. Can you tell me why?”
“There’s something on the image that…troubles me.”
“Troubles you how?” she wondered. “Scares you kind of troubles you?”
“No, it just… it’s odd.”
Well, that didn’t help. “Hard to help without seeing it. If I’m part of it maybe I’m supposed to help figure it out?”
“Yes, I agree with that,” he said. He opened his phone and pressed several buttons then handed it to her. “The answer to the question I’m sure you will have is, as usual, ‘I don’t know.’”
Darby looked and the image literally punched her in the stomach. She tried to look way, tried to see what else was in the picture but she couldn’t get her eyes off of his mouth on hers. She handed him the phone back, fighting to think of how to respond, the right, mature words to say.To answer your question, I don’t know.So, he thought she’d have a problem with seeing that? Interesting. “Well, it’s obvious why she drew this image.”
“It is?” he wondered, surprised.
“Yes. Sophie has a gift of knowing things she touches and her strongest gift is in her lips, you told me that. She’ll have to use her lips to find out what the image means.”
“You’re serious,” he marveled dryly.
“Well, I’m surely not joking with something like that.”
“Something like what?”
“Like you kissing Sophie,” she said, deciding to do this head on. “Unless I’m wrong and you and her kissing means something else entirely.”
“I can’t imagine what,” he said, “she’s my sister.”
“No. She’s not. But that’s sweet you’re so committed to theidea.”
“Either way, I will not kiss her, it’s wrong.”
Oh, this is interesting. “Wrong how?”
“Wrong because you don’t kiss women you’re not…”
“Trying to prove a theory with your King brothers?”
“That’s an exception.”
“And so is this,” she said.
“You sound like you want me to kiss her,” he said, curious with a dash of annoyance.
“I want you to be straight about this. She’s not your sister. You’re kissing her in the image.”
