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“You get first choice,” Grace told her when she’d put the phone away.

“Oh, goodie. Space Mountain was Leo’s favorite, so let’s do that one.”

Nick pointed the way to Tomorrowland, and we followed with Grace and Terry behind.

I didn’t even have to ask. Duke held my hand or had his at the small of my back the entire time as we walked and went through the line, just like a proper date. And that’s what I decided this was.

We’d been naked between the sheets, exploring each other’s bodies in the dark, but somehow, his light touch in the daylight was better—in a way I couldn’t put a finger on. It was more erotic, more sensual, and soothing at the same time. Maybe it was being in public in front of his team. The fact that Duke refused to break contact with me meant he was signaling that I was his to everybody around.

We boarded the ride, and his massive arm went around me, pulling me close. The ride went by in a blur as I couldn’t get past the thought that I’d somehow lucked into a date with the perfect man. It would be a very long day if he kept this much bodily contact with me. Still, I intended to enjoy every single second of it.

When we exited the ride, my hormone-addled brain searched for someplace secluded I could drag him, but Grace’s bickering with Terry reminded me that we couldn’t be alone today.

“Grace, your choice.” Duke’s voice boomed over the noise of the crowd.

“Yeah, Bobcat, show us what you’re made of.”

She pushed Terry away. “Matterhorn.”

Hand in hand, we strode to one of the oldest attractions in the park. I would have chosen it as well. It had been one of my favorites as a kid. But the ride turned out to be a bit of a disappointment because the bobsleds weren’t two across, so I couldn’t sit with Duke next to me.

Nick had reserved a Lightning Lane time for Splash Mountain with time for lunch between now and then. It would be fun, even if it included getting wet. Still, being in line wasn’t half bad. It was a typically warm Southern California morning, with bright sunshine and the gentlest of breezes.

As we ambled toward the ride, Terry pulled Duke aside for something.

Grace and I slowed at the cotton candy machine. “What do you think?” I asked her.

She nodded. “Looks yummy.”

We got in line, and a guy in too-short shorts ahead of us turned around and eyed me. “It looks almost as yummy as you.”Slimeball.He licked his lips and moved closer. “What’s your name?”

Yuck, yuck, yuck.No response was the right response.

Suddenly, Duke was next to me, a protective arm tight around my shoulder. “Her name is none of your business if you want to keep your teeth,” he growled.

Too-Short Shorts Guy melted backward, left the line, and scurried off.

Imagining George defending me like that was impossible, and I leaned into Duke’s strength. Was it wrong to think of his possessiveness as sexy?

“Hey, guys, we need to get moving,” Nick called.

“My waistline doesn’t need that anyway,” Grace said as we left the line.

Duke kept his arm around me as we walked. I clung to him when I noticed how many women gave him a second or third appreciative look as we passed.Sorry, ladies. He’s taken.

We lagged behind Nick and Allison. Katelyn was recounting something about her last time here when I jerked, seeing a man in a black jacket ahead.

“What is it?” Duke demanded.

Katelyn paused her monologue. “What is what?”

Having heard the tone of Duke’s question, Terry was immediately alongside us.

Looking through gaps in the crowd, the man was no longer there. “I thought I saw him.”

“Where?” Duke demanded. “Terry, our six.”

I pointed in the direction I’d seen him. “Black jacket.”

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