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I’ve ever talked to about it, I would never have bored you with my own personal nightmare if you hadn’t been with me when I found out about this trip.”
    “Yes, but I was, and there’s no way you’re going to pull the wool over Hunter’s eyes. You don’t have much choice but to accept his help. Everything he gives you beyond that will be a bonus.”
    “James, having one mother giving me dating books is bad enough. I don’t need two. Sheesh, you’re turning into a regular yenta.”
    James watched Toni toy with her food.
    “He found the dating book my mother sent me.” She nodded toward her bedside table. “He was reading it and probably thinks I’m out to hook up with the first man I set eyes on. I was so mortified I babbled like a lunatic.”
    “No, he probably thinks you’re quirky. Guys like quirky.”
    “Somehow I doubt that—especially when the quirky girl is surrounded by beautiful models. Not that I’m even interested. Could you see me and Survivor Man? I don’t think so.”
    ***
    Hunter didn’t have much of an appetite but took his plate and sat with his brothers.
    Trapper moved over to make space at the picnic table. “Thanks for striking out again. You cost me twenty bucks.”
    Hunter decided to ignore him. It was Trapper’s own fault for betting. He never seemed to learn. “Have either of you talked to Ben and Gina lately?”
    Trapper’s gaze wandered from one beautiful model to the next. “We’re surrounded by gorgeous women, and you want to talk about family?”
    Hunter shook his head and picked up a barbecued rib. “I was just wondering if that private detective found out anything more. I’ve been working twenty-four-seven all summer and haven’t had a chance to talk to the newlyweds.”
    Their cousin, Ben, his wife, Gina, and the whole family had been searching for Gina’s brother Rafael who’d been put up for private adoption when Gina was six years old. The only thing they had to go on were the memories of a terrified child, which wasn’t much.
    Fisher stopped gnawing on his corn-on-the-cob. “I think they’ve found seven possibilities. Dick Sommers is following up on them.”
    A red-headed model wearing goose bumps and an oversized bandana disguised as a dress sat next to Hunter. “Hi, I’m Yvette. You must be our fearless leader.”
    He wiped his hand on a napkin before shaking hers. “Your fearless leader is Toni. I’m just the guide—Hunter Kincaid.”
    “Nice to meet you.” Yvette didn’t let go of his hand. “I thought I’d come over and break the ice.”
    Fisher leaned in, practically knocking over Hunter’s beer to shake the woman’s hand. “I’m Fisher. I’m a guide and a doctor.”
    Hunter rolled his eyes. “We couldn’t get him to stop watching ER when he was a kid.”
    Fisher took an awful long time to let go of Yvette’s hand. “Yeah, like you weren’t glued to Grizzly Adams .”
    “It was better than those stupid law shows Trapper always watched. Remember the Susan Day poster he hung over his bed?”
    Trapper set his beer down with a thunk. “Hey, watch it. She was hot.”
    Yvette scooted closer to Hunter. “Who’s Susan Day?”
    “Never mind.” Hunter shook his head wondering what planet she was from. “You’re probably too young to remember.”
    Trapper kicked him under the table. “I’m Trapper. There’s a bonfire after the barbecue. Are you going?”
    “Of course, James said it was a meet and greet.” Yvette touched the inside of Hunter’s leg, and he jumped. “I can’t wait to get better acquainted with you.”
    Hunter removed her hand and set it on top of the table as he rose. “I can use another cold one.”
    Grinning from ear to ear, Trapper slid into Hunter’s spot. “A beer or a shower?”
    When Hunter returned with three more bottles, he made sure to sit next to Fisher. As soon as he settled, a set of twins straddled the bench, sandwiching him between them.
    “Hi.” The pair said in stereo.
    “I’m Candace,