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couldn’t care less, but everyone knows it’s just a front.”
Smiling, Lexie cocked her head to the side. “Gosh, I had no idea I
took up that much space in your head. What can I say? Anyway, if
we’re sharing a bit of honesty here, then I have to tell you ladies I’m
not walking home alone tonight. Connor Kincaid is picking me up
tonight. I'm going to hang out with him and his brothers.” She winked
at the girls, uncaring if she sounded like a slut. It was all worth it just
by the bug-eyed look on both women.
“That’s such a fucking lie,” Anna-Sue yelled, stomping behind
her.
Lexie pushed opened the door, and sure enough, there was Connor
behind the wheel of his F-150 pickup truck. Behind her, she heard the
sound of indrawn breaths.
“How do you even know him?”
“We had lunch yesterday.”
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Without waiting for Anna-Sue and Marissa to pick up their jaws
from the floor, she climbed into the truck and threw her arms around
Connor for good measure.
“Shit. You really hate them, huh?” Connor asked when they drove
away.
“No, those bitches are more annoying than anything else.
Sometimes they’re more of a comic relief.”
Connor chuckled. “I doubt that’s their intention.”
“I know,” she said quietly. Anna-Sue and Marissa didn’t come
from rich families, but Lexie supposed it made them feel better
because they were slightly above her in the pitiful social ladder of
Oak Creek.
When they made the turn onto the ranch, Connor parked the truck
and led her toward the front door.
“Logan already dropped by your place to pick up the suitcase you
left in the living room.” He grinned at her. “I don’t see any smoke
coming from the roof, so I think we might have dinner tonight.”
Once he opened the door, Lexie felt her nerves taking a hold of
her. What if this turned out to be a big mistake and ten minutes into
her being there they’re ready to call it off. Oh God, that means I
actually do want to give this a chance.
Connor shouted for his brothers, and she saw Owen striding into
the living room with what looked like specks of flour dusting his
jeans. He looked past Connor directly to her, and a huge grin broke
across his face.
“I thought you’d never get here.” He grabbed her up into a big
hug and brushed his lips with an agonizing slowness across her cheek.
Heat spiraled into her lower belly at the feel of Connor’s eyes on her
back, witnessing the kiss from Owen. I’m as twisted as they are.
“Where’s Logan?” Lexie asked, looking around.
“Logan is right here.” A rich timbre sounded from the staircase.
She whipped her head to the side. Logan looked so good standing
there in white, loose-fitting pants and a blue button-down shirt. His
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hair looked damp and slightly ruffled, as if he’d just gotten out of the
shower.
“Hi,” Lexie greeted, baffled by the sudden huskiness to her voice.
Connor and Owen made her feel at ease, but something about Logan
made her feel almost insecure, girlish, more so now that she was on
his turf.
“Are we going to eat or what?” Connor asked.
They took off into the large dining room where it looked as if
Owen had been busy prepping the table for dinner. Breaded chicken
served with mushrooms and rice.
Sitting with the men, Lexie observed in silence as they went off
into discussion about what each of them was doing or planned on
doing for the week. She understood the first sentence until they
mentioned cattle branding. She was utterly lost by the time they
launched into talks of machinery, making her question her decision by
the second. What on earth would she have in common with them? The
only thing they had in common so far was that all four of them owned
a pair of boots.
She cleared her throat and tapped a finger on the table. “Who am I
sleeping with tonight?” That’ll get their attention.
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