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y to oblige.”

“When I heard Lucy inherited her granddad’s place, I made up my mind then. I won’t tiptoe around her this time. I’m not waiting to see how everything plays out. She already knows who and what we are. She’s old enough to know what she wants now. She acts like she’s repulsed by the idea of Domination and submission, but that’s all it is…an act.”

“We hurt Lucy’s ego and broke her heart.”

“Yes,” Rex agreed. “Now it’s time to kiss and make up. I’ve waited a long time to do that. I’m not taking things slow. I’ve missed her. I’ve needed her. And I damn sure plan on having her. I’d marry her tomorrow if she’d have me.”

“Well then by all means, let’s just go back over there, tie her up, and haul her off to the bedroom. After we get done tonight, maybe she’ll race us to the altar.”

“I think that’s a swell idea.”

“Perfect. Just perfect,” Luke muttered. “You really are a nut job when it comes to Lucy.”

“You’re the one who once said Lucy’s problem wasn’t that we banged another woman. Her issues with that incident revolved around the fact that we were with Marilyn in the very way she’d always envisioned us taking her.”

“Lucy is carrying around half a decade of anger, and that fury wasn’t fueled because we had sex with another woman. She had it in her blasted head that we were going to marry her as soon as she graduated from college. In her mind, we already belonged to her. She belonged to us. We betrayed her. She wanted a commitment.”

“Maybe she would’ve gotten one if she hadn’t taken off out of here like a bat out of hell,” Rex pointed out.

“She was a devastated young woman, you nitwit,” Mrs. Carpenter said, entering the kitchen. “She’s also a woman who will be seated at our dinner table this evening.”

“Ya think?” Luke asked.

Mrs. Carpenter rolled her eyes. “The two of you better act like gentlemen or so help me I’ll tan both your hides when she leaves.”

“Promise? You know I got a thing for older women.”

“Don’t you go and get a flappy mouth with me, Luke McDavid. I’m old enough to be your grandma, and I sure ain’t takin’ kindly to your form of jokin’. It’s disrespectful.”

“Lucy can’t make it tonight,” Rex informed her, changing the subject before Mrs. Carpenter threatened to beat them both with a small switch, something she’d been promising to do since they were children.

Mrs. Carpenter stuck her hand in her apron and retrieved her cell. “She’ll be here. I figured she’d shoot the messengers, so I called and invited her myself. I still had her sweet grandpa’s phone number saved in contacts. After I tempted the little thing with my broccoli casserole and mashed potatoes, she couldn’t say no. She’ll be here at seven. You two owe me a few days vacation after this. I’m fixing your dinner and then taking the weekend off.”

“This weekend?” Rex croaked.

“That’s right. If you don’t behave yourselves with Miss Lucy, I may not come back. Then what will you do?”

“Celebrate?” Luke suggested.

“Don’t sass me, Luke.”

“Why not? I sure have a good time devilin’ you.”

“Yes, but you’d better be brushing up on your charm rather than tarnishing your manners. Now you and Rex get on out of here. I got a mess of cookin’ to do before Lucy gets here. If you wanna make yourselves useful, set the table.”

Rex and Luke started for the dining room.

Mrs. Carpenter cleared her throat.

“What now?” Rex asked.

“If I were you, I’d plan on entertaining in the sunroom. After what Lucy watched in that dining room all those years ago, she might lose her appetite if you make her pull up a chair in there.”

“Nah,” Rex said. “If anything, by the time she picks up her fork, she’ll be famished. And I just love an insatiable woman.”

Chapter Three

“Why do you insist on getting Mrs. Carpenter’s blood pressure elevated?” Luke asked, strolling ahead of Rex as they headed out to the barn.

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