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from eating the eggs. But they had to be locked away—there were always foxes prowling around at night and we’d already lost two over the summer.
    We stepped hand in hand into the kitchen and Quinn shut the door to keep out the night chill. The lights were on, giving a cozy, buttery glow to the room and Liam stood at the Aga stirring something that smelled wonderful. Betsy once again flouted the rules by sitting on the counter, watching him.
    “Mm, that smells great,” I said, resting my hand on his delectable denim-clad butt.
    He took a swig from a bottle of beer, banged it down and turned to me. “Try it.” He held out the wooden spoon coated in a creamy sauce flecked with sprigs of green herbs.
    After blowing, I drew the gorgeously rich liquid into my mouth. Wine and cream and dill swirled around my taste buds. “Oh, wow.” I licked my lips. “That’s really nice.”
    Liam smiled, pleased with himself. “It’s to go with salmon.”
    “Sounds good,” Quinn said, heading into the fridge for a can of Coke. “I’m hungry.”
    Liam glanced over at him. “It will be ready in five.” He reached out and tugged at my hair.
    “Hey,” I said, frowning as my hair roots complained at the sharp gesture.
    “Hang on.” He tugged some more. “You’ve straw in your hair.” He pulled out a long, bent stalk with a grainy head.
    I smiled and took it from him.
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    “You two had fun in the stable then.” Liam resumed stirring his sauce.
    “Yes. We were celebrating Quinn’s good news.”
    Liam’s head jerked toward Quinn, who was gulping back his can of soda. “Good news?”
    Quinn lowered the can. “Yep, good news. I got it.” Liam’s face broke into a broad grin. “Congratulations.”
    “Thanks.” Quinn shrugged as though trying to be nonchalant but he couldn’t contain his delighted smile. “I’ll go and wash for dinner.” He held up his suit jacket, dusty and crumpled from lying on the stable floor. “Are you going into the city this week?” he asked me.
    “Sure. Leave it on the wash basket and I’ll drop it at the dry cleaners.” He smiled his thanks and turned into the hallway. I went to follow him but Liam reached for my arm.
    “What?” I asked.
    “You haven’t turned off the camera in Bramble’s stable.” I raised my brows.
    “Better remember to do it tomorrow.” He chugged back another swig of beer, his eyes locked on mine.
    Suddenly I realized what he was saying. “Did you…did you watch us, Liam?” My heart flipped at the thought of being watched without knowing it. It seemed so naughty, so seedy. I glanced at the silent, black TV in the corner of the kitchen, angled toward the stove.
    One corner of his mouth tipped into a grin. “Yeah, you looked good bent over the straw bales.”
    “You should have joined us.”
    “What and have the sauce burn?”
    “Liam.”
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    He chuckled. “No, that was your and Quinn’s time, we’d had our fun earlier.” He swallowed and his eyes narrowed slightly. “It made me hot for you all over again though, your sexy arse in the air, all pale and quivery and begging for it. It was like watching my own private porno movie, a real turn-on.” I looked down and saw it had indeed turned him on. He was still turned-on. I pressed my palm over his erection, touching my lips to his. “Hold that thought,” I said.
    “But right now, I’m hungry for food.”
    We ate at the kitchen table. The salmon, sauce and cous cous Liam had cooked was delicious and light and was followed by rich sticky toffee pudding.
    “So,” Quinn said, topping up my glass of white wine. “Tell me how the twins were when you dropped them off.”
    “Great! They were greeted by Miss Simpson and Kerry and Jane. The girls couldn’t get out of the car fast enough. I’d barely stopped moving when they were all throwing their arms around one another and screaming loud enough to shatter glass.” Quinn smiled. “And the horses?”
    “Fine. Bramble