Chapter 1

She stood on the patio of the Grand leaning against the stone railing looking into the ballroom filled with Neptune rich and elite. This was the wedding of the year where the bride's father poured money into the celebration just to show everyone how much he loved his daughter.

Mac was wearing a strapless tight navy lace dress that land just below her knee. Her parents and brother were inside mingling with the wealthy that their biological daughter was raised with. Last year when Madison became engaged, her parents finally sat her down to tell her the truth about being switched at birth. Mac confessed to already knowing, which left her parents stunned. Madison's parents also admitted the baby swap to her as well. That's how the Mackenzie family ended up as guests to Madison's wedding to a young up and coming politician.

"Why hello there."

Mac looked to her left where an obviously intoxicated man stood. "Hello."

"Are you a friend of the bride or the groom?" He pointed towards the ballroom.

"Neither, but I'm a guest of the bride." Mac smirked and took a sip of her champagne. She looked back towards the ballroom.

"So you don't actually have to be here then. I have a room upstairs if you want to bail." He leaned in close. "We could, you know." He winked.

"No thank you." Mac had a hard time keeping a straight face at the ridiculous proposal.

"What does that mean?"

Mac finally turned to look at him again. "No thank you, typically means a polite no." She finished her drink and sat the flute down. "Excuse me. I need another drink." As she walked towards the bar, she could only think about how she could actually use an entire bottle.

When the bartender asked what she wanted, Mac decided she need something a little stronger. "Scotch. Straight."

She could hear the guy from earlier join a group of other men. "That bitch at the bar turned me down." Mac smiled to herself.

She then heard a familiar laugh. "I'm sure she did. Don't call her a bitch." Mac risked a peek to see Dick Casablancas standing in the group. Of course he would be invited to the wedding. He had dated Madison in high school and they still ran in the same crowds. He raised his glass to her when he noticed her look over. "Excuse me fellas."

"You aren't going to get anywhere with her Dick." The guy called out.

Dick came to stand next to Mac at the bar as her drink was handed to her. "I'll have one too." He told the bartender. "So what are you doing at Madison's wedding?"

Mac took a sip of her drink. "Would you believe that I was kidnapped and forces here against my will?"

Dick laughed. "Yes. I do believe that."

"So what are you doing here?"

The bartender handed him his drink and Dick motioned for them to go back towards the railing. "It's a wedding, so I'm scamming on bridesmaids."

"You mean you haven't already slept with all of Madison's bridesmaid yet?"

Dick laughed as he took a drink. "All but Lauren, which would just be too weird even for me."

Mac looked up to see a tall young man heading her way. "Hey." He looked between her and Dick and handed her a small wristlet purse.

"Thanks." She noticed the two men eyeing one another. "Dick this is my brother Ryan. Ryan this is Dick."

Dick extended his hand. "Nice to meet you. Dick Casablancas."

Ryan shook his hand and raised an eyebrow while looking at his sister.

Mac looked up at her tall younger brother and knew he was questioning the last name. "Yes to the question on your face Ryan." She took another sip of her drink.

Ryan looked down at his feet and then at Dick. "Sorry. Just not a name I expected Cindy to be around."

"I understand that."

"Anyway. I'm heading out sis." Ryan leaned in to give her a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Wait, it's 9:00. I can leave." Mac leaped up from leaning on the railing.

Ryan let out a laugh. "It's only 8:00. I have finals this week, so I get to leave early." He grinned down at her. "Mom and Dad are staying until the bride and groom leave, so I thought you may want your phone since I'm sure you have an alarm set." Ryan turned back to Dick. "Nice to meet you. Don't let her get too wasted." He winked at his sister before he walked away.

"So you are committed to be here for another hour?" Dick leaned back against the railing next to Mac.

"Yup." She finished the last of her scotch as she sunk back onto the railing. "I think I need another."

Dick downed the last of his drink and then sat both of their glasses down on a table. "Nope. You need to come dance with me." He grabbed her hand and pulled her off the railing.

"Um. No."

"What? Can't dance?" Dick smirked at her.

"More like don't want to be in there with everyone. I enjoy hiding out here."

"Don't worry Ghost World, I'll protect you." He pulled her towards the ballroom.

Mac rolled her eyes at the high school nickname. "Please don't call me that."

Dick got her onto the dance floor and pulled her into his arms. "Okay, Cindy." He smiled down at her as he began to guide her around the floor.

After a few songs, there was a tap on Dick's shoulder. When he turned around, Mr. Sinclair was standing there. "May I cut in?" Dick looked back at Mac to make sure it was okay with her.

Mac smiled at Dick as he walked away to let him know she was okay. He looked hesitant about leaving her with Mr. Sinclair.

"How are you enjoying yourself Cindy?"

"It's a lovely wedding." He smiled at the man who had given her the color of her hair and eyes.

"It's nice to get the chance to dance with you. Maybe one day I'll get to dance with you at your own wedding."

"Maybe." Mac wanted to be comfortable around her biological parents, but found she harbored resentment for them choosing not to have a relationship with her during her childhood.

"Just stay away from Dick Casablancas. You can do so much better."

Mac looked confused. "We were just dancing."

"Maybe that's what you were doing, but he always has another agenda."

Mac was getting angry that he would feel it was his place to make comments about who she wants to spend time with. "So what if he does?"

"Cindy. I'm just trying to protect you."

Mac took Mr. Sinclair's left hand that he was holding in her right and turned it to see the time. "Oh look. It's 9:05, time for me to turn into a pumpkin." She then pulled away from him and walked towards the exit.

Dick had been standing to the side of the dance floor speaking with a few people when he saw her march way from Mr. Sinclair.

He followed her outside the ballroom into the hotel lobby. "Hey Mac."

She quickly turned around to see Dick hurrying after her.

"Are you okay?" He stopped in front of her with a look of worry.

She smiled up at him. "I'm fine Dick. Thanks. It's after 9:00, so my obligation is complete and I can skedaddle."

"Do you need a ride since you were kidnapped?"

Mac saw Mr. Sinclair exit the ballroom. "Yes. That would be great."

He placed his hand on the small of her back and led her out of the hotel to the parking lot where his sports car was.

"Cindy." The call came from behind them.

"Shit." Mac stopped walking and turned around to see Mr. Sinclair approach them. "What?" She felt Dick's hand go to her waist.

"We weren't done talking." Mr. Sinclair stood in front of them.

"I was." Mac turned to Dick. She felt Mr. Sinclair grab her arm.

"Hey!" Dick pushed Mr. Sinclair back. "Don't touch her."

Mr. Sinclair put his hands in the air and in a demanding voice ordered her back inside. "Cindy, go back inside."

Mac shook her head. "You can't tell me what to do." She grabbed Dick's hand and looked up at him. "Let's go."

"I'm your father."

Mac froze and saw the shocked expression cross Dick's face. She blinked her eyes and turned to Mr. Sinclair. "You don't get to use that excuse. You lost the right when you choose to have nothing to do with me when I was four years old." She had tears in her eyes. "We are done here."

She turned and walked away. Dick quickly followed behind her and unlocked the car. He opened the door and allowed her to sit down. After he was in the driver's seat, he turned to her with worry. "Are you okay?"

Mac looked at her hands in her lap. "I'm peachy." She looked up at him and saw the worry in his eyes. "No I'm not okay, but what can you do?"

Dick nodded and turned the car on. "So where to?"

"Home please." Mac gave him directions to her apartment. She directed him to park then turned to look at him. "Want to come up for a drink and I'll tell you a crazy story?"

"After learning you and Madison are sisters, I could use a drink." He got out of the car and walked around to open her door.

Mac laughed. "We so not sisters."

Dick looked confused. "But…"

"All part of the story Dick." She walked directly to the elevators in the garage that lead up to her building. She felt Dick's hand go to the small of her back. She wondered if he was trying to comfort her with the small touch.

Once inside her apartment, Mac motioned towards the couch. "Make yourself comfortable." Dick took of his jacket and laid it on the arm of the couch. She walked to the doorway of her bedroom and kicked her foot back to unbuckle the strap of her heel. She looked up and noticed Dick watching her. After removing each shoe she tossed them into her bedroom.

"Scotch?" Dick nodded and Mac walked into the kitchen. She returned with two glasses and a bottle of Glenfiddich.

"Based on your drinking, I'm not surprised you're actually an 09er."

Mac smiled as she poured the scotch into two glasses. She handed Dick one and folded her legs under her. "So Madison and I were born a day apart. Well actually, we were born a few hours apart, but it just happened to land on different days. Somehow, we were switched. So I was actually born Madison Sinclair." She took a sip of her drink and noticed the confused and stunned expression on Dick's face. "The Sinclair's are my biological parents and my mom and dad are Madison's biological parents."

Dick put his elbow on the back of the couch and propped his head on his hand. "That explains a lot actually. Madison doesn't look anything like her family and she is definitely not as smart. You on the other hand look a lot like Lauren and have the brains too. So how long have you known?"

"Veronica found out for me when we were in high school. It's how we became friends actually. About a year ago our parents finally came out and told Madison and me. That's why my family was at the wedding."

"Wow."

"Yup." Mac laughed at the shocked expression on Dick's face. She could see him thinking. "Don't hurt yourself thinking so hard." She rubbed his furrowed brow.

"I just thought about what if you hadn't been switched. You know my dad and Mr. Sinclair were best friends and Madison and I were always around each other growing up."

"Don't Dick. The what ifs don't matter."

After two glasses of scotch, Mac was laughing and enjoying the conversation with Dick. She was surprised to see that he hadn't made a move on her and could actually be a decent person. Mac was feeling a little drunk and realized she should probably drink something other than alcohol.

"I'm going to get some water. Would you like any?" Mac stood up and wavered a little bit. "Well the alcohol has officially made it to my head." She giggled a little bit.

Dick followed her into the kitchen with both of their empty glasses and the bottle of scotch. Mac turned around and knocked into him. One of the glasses fell to the floor and shattered.

"Don't move. You don't have shoes on." Dick sat the bottle and other glass on the counter. He grabbed Mac around the waist and lifted her to sit on the kitchen island counter. "Where's your broom?"

Mac pointed towards the pantry closet. Dick opened the door and pulled out a broom and dustpan. He began sweeping up the broken pieces. Mac thought seeing Dick doing housework was the funniest thing she'd seen in a while and began giggling.

Dick looked up at her as he swept the shards into the dustpan. "What's funny drunky?"

"You. I never would have thought you knew how to use a broom."

Dick gave a dramatic hurt look and then laughed at her. "Well believe it or not, my maid only comes twice a week, so if I spill or break something, then I have to clean it up." He threw the pieces in the trash and then went to the sink and grabbed a paper towel that he wet and wiped on the floor where he had collected the pieces.

Mac raise an eyebrow at him.

"What? It gets up the tiny pieces the broom missed."

"I know what you were doing. You just surprise me."

"Shhhh. Don't tell anyone. I have a rep to protect." Dick gave her a goofy grin. "You can get down now."

Mac tried but the tight skirt wasn't letting her get down. "Um…so I didn't get myself up here and apparently I can't get myself down." She looked at Dick with a shy smile. "Help please."

Dick walked over to her and placed his hand on her waist as she put hers on his shoulders and lifted her off the counter. Mac slid down his front and felt her feet gently land on the floor. She realized how good Dick smelled, like sandalwood and the beach.

When she looked up at him, they locked eyes. Mac saw Dick eyeing her mouth and then lean down but stopped just before they touched. He was watching her for permission. She gently shook her head yes causing Dick to smile before he finished closing the distance and pressed his lips to hers.

The kiss was slow and cautious at first, but quickly became urgent. Mac ran her fingers through his hair and pressed her body against his.

Mac wasn't sure why, but she wanted to be with Dick. Maybe it was the alcohol, the argument with her biological father, or coming from the wedding of her nemesis, but she decided she didn't really care.

Dick lips moved to Mac neck and she let out a moan. She loosened his tie and tossed it on the floor as she pulled him towards the bedroom. Mac unbuttoned Dick's shirt and pushed it off of him while he fumbled with her dress.

"Where is the zipper Mac?" Dick whispered in her ear.

Mac ran her hand down his chest and unbuckled his belt. She then stepped back and lowered the zipper on the side of her dress causing it to drop to her feet, revealing a lack of undergarments.

"God Mac." Dick groaned. "Do you always go out without underwear?"

Mac gave him a coy smile. "I didn't want panty lines."

Dick made quick work of removing his remaining clothes and lifted Mac up into his arms and lowering her to the bed. He kissed her hard before moving to her neck and them breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth as his hand caressed the other breast. He moved to her stomach and then found a sensitive spot on her hip.

Every time he found a sensitive spot, Mac would let out a moan. She looked down at Dick and put her fingers through his hair. When he met her eyes he had a cocky grin and then lowered his mouth between her legs. Mac felt his finger slide inside her as he flicked her clit with his tongue. After a few thrusts Dick added a second finger and quickly brought Mac over the edge.

Mac felt his mouth move back up her body and him press against her.

"Do you have condoms?"

Mac was in a fog, but it quickly lifted when she realized she didn't have any. "Shit. No." In her previous relationship, they had quit using them and just relied on her pill. She covered her face with her hands. "You're clean, right?"

Dick nodded. "I've always used condoms and get tested regularly."

Mac smiled. "I'm on the pill." She used her legs to pull him towards her. "So this would be your first bareback experience?"

He smiled at her when he nodded and then leaned in to kiss her. Mac felt him slip inside her and heard him let out a groan. She loved the noises he made and found them to turn her on ever more. Mac rocked her hips against Dick and found herself quickly pulsating around him before he came as well.

Dick rolled off of Mac and stared at the ceiling. "I think you just ruined all future sex for me."

Mac laughed.

"No seriously. Sex without a condom is so much better." Dick rolled onto his side and pulled Mac towards him. He kissed her shoulder. "Please tell me we can do that again."

Mac rolled onto her side with her back to Dick. "Maybe in the morning." She smiled to herself as she thought about how she wanted to answer him and tell him that she'd be willing to do that a lot more.