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Regan raised an eyebrow. “Hmm, where have I heard that before?”

“It’s not like you and Nate. Matt and me—we’re polar opposites. We have nothing in common but Lulu.”

“And sex.”

“That’s just convenient. It’s been a while for us both.” She shrugged. “I was frustrated. He was frustrated. It just happened.”

“Funny, it didn’t happen for either of you with anyone else.”

She really wished Regan would leave this alone. But she guessed that wasn’t going to happen. And really, she knew that Regan was just worried about her. “We discussed it. Neither of us want anything more, but we thought it best to get the sex thing out of our systems. Then we could just be friends.”

Regan patted her arm. “Well, good luck with that. I think you’ve been spotted. I’m going to find Nate.”

Darcy turned around. Lulu was dragging Matt and the little dog toward her. As she got closer, she dropped his hand and the dog lead and broke into a run. “Darcy!”

As Lulu reached her she bent down and picked her up, whirling her around. “Don’t you look pretty,” she said, putting her back on the ground as Matt joined them, Trixie at his side.

“You pretty, too,” Lulu said. “We the same.”

“Yes, we are.”

“Lulu got a Trixibell,” she said, taking the lead from Matt.

She gave Matt a smirk. “I’m thinking there might have to be a new addition to your little family in the not too distant future.”

“Don’t,” he groaned. “Not happening. Apparently, Dianna is allergic to dogs. I think that bastard did it on purpose. I don’t think he likes me.”

“Who? Nate?”

“Yeah. He just gave me the third degree,” he said.

“What about?” Though she could guess. He’d no doubt been primed by Regan.

“He thinks—or rather, your friend Regan thinks—that I’m going to break your heart.”

She snorted. “Never going to happen.”

“That’s what I said.”

And there was that funny twinge in her heart again. Bugger, she was in trouble.

Time to get a little emotional distance.