Dune Cates heard Sophie Saunders say. His back was to her, and he turned to see who she was sniffing.“Let me rub my sugar on you.”Mac James stood a foot away. Sophie blushed when he hugged her. Dune counted to ten. “You can let go of her now.”Mac kissed Sophie on the forehead, then released her. It was a brotherly kiss, Dune noted, and not one to provoke or piss him off. Mac was a flirt and laid his charm on thick. Not so tonight. His partner appeared friendly, but reserved. Dune wondered what had triggered the change.“What brings you to the Civic Center?” asked Sophie.“Jenna brought me,” Mac said easily.Ah, crap, Dune thought. He didn’t like the fact that Jen and Mac were together. He’d lost a second bet to Sophie.Sophie glanced up. Her eyes were bright and her smile triumphant. I told you so was written all over her face. She was gracious. She didn’t whoop, victory dance, or call attention to herself. Instead, she stood very still. She didn’t want Mac aware of their wager.Dune inhaled and caught a whiff of sugar and vanilla.
