CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
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WHEN NICK CAME OUT of Darren’s room, Darcy was getting into her bedroom. Nick followed her with long strides. He put his hand on the door and stopped Darcy from shutting it in his face.
“We need to talk,” Nick whispered, without giving any sign that he had noticed Darcy’s frown. “Not here, but downstairs,” he insisted, staring at the woman insistently.
Darcy would have liked to tell him to get lost, but she realized that her behavior would appear childish. She nodded her approval instead and waved her fingers toward the door, inviting Nick to lead the way out of the room. Nick started out, but he also grabbed Darcy’s hand and pulled her in his wake.
“You know that this has become a habit for you,” Darcy whispered furiously.
It wasn’t the first time that Ni
