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I can only assume
from the early hour that you didn’t get lucky?”
    Hadleigh laughed mockingly.
“Seriously, did you see this dress?”
    Once again Declan’s eyes swept her
from head to toe. “If anyone could it should have been you but with your lousy
attitude I’ll go with no. What’s that make it now, twenty three months of
abstinence?”
    Hadleigh was grateful she was not
the type of girl to blush. Mentally she heaved a sigh of frustration. Two
years! Two years since she could be bothered with the hassle of hooking up with
a man. And that’s all it ever was. No relationships for Hadleigh.  Just
quick, way too quick encounters that left her aching for a release that she
never seemed capable of attaining. That’s why she’d sworn off men and invested
in a trusty pulsating 3-speed showerhead.
    “I have no idea where you get your
information from.”
    Declan gave her a smile that would
have had underwear melting if it had been directed at any other female. “Let’s
just say I have my ways. So tell me about the wedding, anything of interest
happen? Any hook ups for the family with the groom’s one eyebrow compatriots?”
    “No we were all able to restrain
ourselves when it came to Sergei’s family. I think the wedding went well, just
your normal everyday family celebration. My parents disappeared into the
cloakroom upon arrival and didn’t emerge again until after the toasts.”
    “Harsh when your own folks are getting
action and you’re not.”
    Hadleigh ignored the dig about her
parent’s active sex life as par for the course. “That only leaves the catfight
at the altar and Great Aunt Alma’s official return as family match maker.”
    Declan sat up straight in his chair.
“Now I’m torn. First the catfight. Who was involved?
Were any clothes torn off and are there pictures?”
    “Goddess you can be such a guy. No
clothes were torn off. It was Charisse causing trouble. It was over as soon as
I put Gaia in a headlock.”
    “You put the bride in a headlock …
at the altar?”
    Hadleigh rolled her eyes. “As I
said, typical family stuff happened.”
    “I’m sorry I missed it. Well what
about this Great Aunt Alma? I didn’t know we even had a family match maker.”
    “We don’t! I mean we haven’t for a
long time. Supposedly Alma once filled the role but when her husband died I
suppose she lost the taste for it. Long story short she’s back and Gaia was
first on her list.”
    “There’s a list!” Suddenly Declan
looked wary. “How does it work? Online? Mixers? Speed dating? What’s the
protocol?”
    Hadleigh shrugged. “There is none.
According to all the stories I’ve gleaned from my folks and various aunts and
uncles, Alma’s usual approach is to meddle.”
    “Meddle, hmm, that sounds annoying
and tricky.”
    “Tell me about it. The girls and I
spent all evening devising ways to throw the foot loose males of the family
into her path.”
    “I wonder if I’m on the list?”
Declan mused, a strange gleam in his eyes as he processed the news of Alma’s
arrival.
    For half a second Hadleigh could
have sworn he looked almost eager. Which would have been a nutty thing for a
never date a girl more than once Romeo such as her apprentice to get excited
by. Though he was by definition family and nutty was apparently par for the
course.

 
     
    Chapter Four
     
    It had been ten days since the
wedding and Hadleigh had spent that time chasing sheep.  Not counting them
… chasing them.
    The problem was second cousin twice
removed Cedric. Who put a whole new definition on the word eccentric. The man was absolutely paranoid that his small flock of sheep were plotting
against him. In most families Cedric would have been retired off to a nice
secure insane asylum. In her family he was assigned a protection detail.
    In the last ten days Hadleigh had
learnt a lot about Cedric’s flock of sheep. First and foremost was that Cedric
had spent his retirement years magically modifying them. To what end