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Darci broke off the kiss as abruptly as Jordan did, her eyes snapping open to see his daughter standing in front of them on the deck with her friend Jenny, holding a Western tack catalog. Both girls stared wide-eyed at them, Michaela’s gaze accusing.

“How could you kiss her?” Michaela shrieked. Then she turned and fled down the steps below deck.

The look she’d given Darci could have melted the anchor and left them all to drift away across the reservoir. Darci was pretty sure Michaela would have run much farther than below deck if there had been anywhere else for her to go. Jenny looked embarrassed as she trailed after her.

“Oh, God,” Darci said. “Jordan, I’m so sorry.”

“I’m the one who kissed you,” he said, then headed after his daughter.