âHereâs what I want you to do,â
Devlin said. âWhen they come back, you say you know nothing. Be convincing. Very convincing.â
Mackenzie spoke tentatively. âWhat if I donât want toââ
He was fast. Before she could blink, Devlin was standing in front of her, dragging her close against his chest. The move was supposed to be intimidatingâand it wasâbut the great threat was the way he made her feel.
Alive. Scared, but so incredibly alive.
âYouâll do it,â he said grittily.
âOr what?â
Devlinâs lips came down on hers, knocking out every objection with one striking blow. His mouth was hot and his tongue was wicked. The shock was staggering. Mackenzie hadnât known that a kiss could be so savage and still turn her molten with desire.
He wrenched his mouth away.
Mackenzie was paralyzed, swaying on her frozen feet. âOr what?â was all she could think to say.
âOr Iâll never kiss you like that again.â
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âI AM GOING TO DO IT,â Mackenzie Bliss said with all the bravado she could muster.
Sabrina glanced at her with an easy nonchalance. âYou donât have to do it.â
Everything comes easy to Sabrina, Mackenzie thought, taking in her sisterâs sloppy appearance. In a denim skirt and a sleeveless ribbed T-shirt that showed her flat tummy, Sabrina still managed to look good. Whereas Mackenzie had groomed herself for an hour and felt like potatoes stuffed into a designer gunny-sack.
âIâm not going to force you.â Sabrina squinted into the distance, avoiding her sisterâs eyes.
Mackenzie knew why. Sabrina was hoping that sheâd fail first. If their bet was off, Sabrina would be free to pursue the gorgeous chocolate chef, Kit Rex.
âHmm,â Mackenzie said as if she were thinking about bailing. It was only to torture her sister, who was one year older but didnât often act like it. âAhâno. Iâm definitely going through with this.â
âAll right, but then we have to go inside, donât we?â
They stood near the glass double doors of a glam Madison Avenue salon. It was the type of place Mackenzie used to walk by with a guilty speed, as if the stylists might be standing in the window, rating the bad haircuts and fashion faux pas of the rabble who couldnât afford their services.
âHold on, hold on. Iâm thinking about it.â Mackenzie adjusted the wide belt slung around her hips. A personal shopper at Barneys had sworn the belt enhanced her shape without actually drawing attention to its healthy proportions. An impossibility, in retrospect.
Sabrina had finally grown frustrated. âReally, Mackenzie, this is ridiculous. Get in there. Itâs only hair, not an arm or a leg. Nothing to be nervous about.â
âSays you.â Mackenzie pulled her waist-length braid over one shoulder, feeling protective now that she was on the verge of cutting it off. Sabrina also had long hair, but she hadnât even combed hers, just dragged it up into a messy ponytail. She was gorgeous nonetheless, although her looks werenât very important to her. Sheâd probably shave her head on a whim.
The difference was that Sabrina didnât need the reassurance. She had an interesting character, a striking face and a skinny modelâs body, while Mackenzie was quiet, even shy, and a model-size twelve. Sheâd grown comfortable with her shapeâmost of the timeâbut avoided being the center of attention if she could, unlike her sister. Why Mackenzie had agreed to a bet that made her exactly that was a mystery as great as the Pyramids.
Two months ago, Mackenzie and Sabrinaâs parents had remarried after having been divorced for sixteen years. The wedding had been a catalyst for the sisters to examine how theyâd let their parentsâ breakup misshape their lives. Swept up in the air of romance and possibility, theyâd challenged each other to change, to find their own true happiness. Sabrina had even put up stakesâthe heirloom diamond ring that had been passed down to her on the eve of their parentsâ wedding. Their mother had chosen to start off fresh with a ring that hadnât already been through a divorce.