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I frowned. “But I offered to be ‘it.’”

He smiled and shook his head. “It would be far more challenging to you all if I was ‘it,’ My Lady. After all, I know all the hiding locations.”

A crooked smile slipped onto Enna’s lips. “Now this is starting to get interesting.”

Raines bowed his head. “Then we shall begin.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

Never bet against a man in a game of hide and seek who’s been cleaning all the hiding areas for ten years.

“I have found you.”

A tortured growl emanated from Enna as she crawled out from under a table. I had no idea how she had managed to squeeze under those short legs and felt a little jealous as I stood beside Raines, having already been ‘found’ by him. Vargas stood on his other side also a very defeated player.

Enna climbed to her feet and stomped one of them on the carpeted floor. “This is no fun! You find us all within twenty minutes!”

“It was ten minutes that time,” Vargas dryly noted.

I grinned. “Come on. At least you were the last one he found. I was the first this time.”

“That is because you giggle too loudly, My Lady,” Raines warned me. “If you had not found the situation humorous then I may not have found you first.”

I shrugged. “Sorry. It was just so funny seeing you dip your head into that huge vase. I don’t think any of us could have fit in-” I took a second look at where Enna had been hiding. “On second thought, scratch that. It was a good idea to look in there.”

He inclined his head to me. “Thank you, My Lady.”

Enna threw up her hands. “Well, I’m finished with this game. How long have we been at it, anyway?”

“For several hours. It is almost lunchtime,” Raines announced.

Vargas perked up. “Then I shall make us a meal straight away!” She grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the kitchen. “Come!”

I stifled a groan as my plan to evade kitchen duty faded to nothing.

“Hey!” Enna shouted as she hurried along after us. “She’s not going anywhere without me!”

“You are not needed for this task!” Vargas countered as she pulled me through the rooms.

“I damn well am needed wherever she is!”

“Not at the moment!”

“I’m not going to let her leave my sight!”

I rolled my eyes as I was dragged into the kitchen by Vargas with Enna at my heels. I was tossed toward the sink and Vargas plucked a bag of potatoes from the counter which she poured in front of me.

“Clean and cut these into squares. We shall have lovely baked potatoes and onions!”

“I don’t like onions,” Enna complained as she took a seat at the island.

“Then you can act like a heathen and pluck them out,” Vargas snapped as she prepared the rest of the meal.

Enna wrinkled her nose and plucked a knife from an assortment seated in a heavy block of wood. She admired the blade before she began slicing the air in front of her like a weapon.

“Careful with that!” Vargas scolded her. “You may cut yourself!”

Enna grinned. “You think so?”

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