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Chapter Four

Tied to Trouble

Lenor

Six Months Later

There are a hundred things I’d rather do than sit at this stupid kitchen table with Adam Blake.

Scrub the bathrooms at my B&B until my hands bleed?Sure.

Balance my books and stare at all the red numbers I don’t want to deal with?Why not?

Even, God help me, sit through one of Mercy’s hour-long lectures about “self-care” and moon cycles.

But this, planning a baby shower with Adam?Torture.

Karmen bounces in her chair across from me, glowing in that smug, just-hit-the-second-trimester way that makes me want to hug her and throttle her all at once.Her eyes dart between me and Adam like she’s watching her favorite soap opera.

“This is going to beso muchfun,” she gushes, rubbing her growing baby bump with both hands.

I narrow my eyes.“Fun is not the word I’d use.”

Adam smirks, leaning back in his chair like he owns the room.Which, technically, he does—this is Blake territory, the big old farmhouse all the brothers circle around.He’s sprawled out, tattooed arm over the chair back, his dark eyes locked on me in a way that makes my pulse misbehave.

“Oh, come on, Lennie,” he drawls.“Don’t act like you don’t love being stuck with me.”

“Love is a strong word,” I bite out, flipping through the list of supplies Karmen shoved into my hand.“More like tolerate.Barely.”

His grin sharpens.“Barely is still better than nothing.”

Karmen claps her hands together, the sound far too gleeful.“Perfect!So it’s settled, you two are in charge of decorations and games.Wesley and Shane will handle food and drinks.Mercy already called dibs on invitations.”

I gape at her.“Games?Decorations?Why don’t I just...”

“Nope.”Karmen cuts me off with the authority of a woman who knows she’s untouchable.“You’re creative.And Adam,” she gives him a pointed look, “has free time.”

Adam chuckles, low and infuriating.“Translation?I’m the screwup, so nobody trusts me with the important stuff.”

“That’s not what I meant,” Karmen says quickly, but he waves her off.

“It’s fine.”His gaze slides back to me, dark and steady.“I’ll play decorator if it means I get to spend more time with Lennie.”