Page 43 of Hang the Moon
A shocked laugh burst from her. “Darcy.”
All Darcy did was stare, her lips twitching.
“Okay.” She took a deep breath, steeling herself for Darcy’s reaction. “I might’ve accidentally... kissed your brother.”
One of Darcy’s brows rose, a sign of impeccable forehead control Annie had never been able to master. Her own brows were strictly a two-for-one package. “How do youaccidentallykiss someone? Did you trip?”
She huffed. “No.”
Darcy’s right brow rose, joining its twin. “Did he?”
“No. Smart-ass. Nobody tripped.”
“Did someone require emergency resuscitation?”
Annie reached out and smacked Darcy’s shoulder. “Shut up.”
“Ooh.” Darcy’s eyes widened gleefully. “You’re getting violent. I must’ve struck a nerve.”
“You’re such a bitch.” Annie laughed. “I hate you.”
“That’s a rude thing to say to your future sister-in-law.”
Annie buried her face in her hands and groaned. “Not gonna happen.”
When she lifted her head, Darcy had schooled her expression. “I thought you said you weren’t interested in my brother.”
“I’mnot.”
“And yet your actions point to the contrary.”
“For a minute, I forgot who he was and I forgot who I was and I forgotwhereI was and I just—”Felt.She had just let herself feel. “Got caught up in the moment.” She shot Darcy a flimsy grin. “Your brother’s really hot.”
Darcy mimed a gag. “You already said that.” She crossed her arms. “But I find it hard to believe you’re so desperate you threw caution to the wind and kissed Brendon for the hell of it.”
Annie shrugged. “You know, now that you mention it, ithasbeen a while since I’ve gotten laid. So...”
“Ugh.” Darcy shivered. “Stop trying to derail the conversation by yucking me out.”
“Is it working?”
“No.”
Annie laughed. “Let it go. We kissed. It’s not a thing. It’s not going to happen again. I only told you because I’m incapable of keeping secrets from you. End of story.”
“Not.” Darcy swiveled, knees bumping Annie’s. “It’s not the end of the story. Not when you haven’ttoldme the whole story. Spill.”
Annie wrinkled her nose. “Spill what?” She laughed. “There’s nothingtospill. Your brother is cute. He’s funny. I had a good time. But I told you I’m not interested in dating anyone.”
Darcy frowned. “That was before you went and kissed my brother.”
“He kissed me.” Annie tucked her hair behind her ears. “Or we kissed each other. That—that is beside the point.”
Darcy’s lips twisted to the side. “Isn’tthat the point? Or if not, whatisthe point? At the very least it’s point adjacent.”
Point adjacent.Jesus.
“It’s not a thing.”
