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CHAPTER 27
Skylar
Is this actuallymy life? I asked myself as I looked out over the same grassy field I’d sprinted across in search of my baby girl the first morning I’d arrived just a few weeks ago. I had to be dreaming. That was the only explanation that made any sense.
There were at least fifty people milling about. Music was playing from speakers that were sitting on the back of pickup trucks. Luna was having the time of her life jumping in a huge stork bouncy castle.
Before relocating to Firefly Island I’d thought my life was rich and full. I had Luna, a few friends, a great neighbor, and a job that I loved. I hadn’t felt that anything was missing.
I never dreamed that life could be like this.
“Is it in the water?” Ashley stepped beside me.
I tilted my head, my brows knitting in confusion.
She fanned her hand out like she was a spokesmodel and the field was a showcase. “Look at the meat market that is displayed on your front yard. They breed ’em hot and hunky in Firefly.”
My eyes scanned the area. Now that she mentioned it, I noticed that there were quite a few men gathered. And most of them were good-looking and built.
“Like him.” she pointed. “Who is that?”
I tracked where she was indicating.
“That’s Harlon Mitchell.”
She hummed suggestively. “He could get it.”
“Get what?”
“It.” Ash motioned up and down her body. “All of it.”
“He runs a fitness class called Farm Strong. Basically, you go to his farm and do manual labor.”
“I’ll do his manual labor any day.” Ashley had a special gift for making the most mundane things sound filthy.
“And what about him?”
“That’s Mark Lyons. I’m pretty sure he peaked in high school because his winning touchdown is all he talks about.” I’d only worked at the bar for a few weeks and I’d heard the story at least twenty times.
“He can do a dance in my end zone.”
I chuckled.
“And what about him?” She purred and pointed her finger. “He’s finger lickin’ good.”
My eyes shot to her next target and when I saw that it was Hank standing at the grill my head spun toward her.
I had no clue what expression was on my face, but it must have been the exact reaction my sister had been trying to get because she pointed her finger at me and said, “Gotcha!”
“What? I didn’t say anything.” My defense was weak, but it was all that I had.
“Maybe not with words, but you definitely told me exactly what you thought about me drooling over your man with the daggers you shot my way.” She reached up and felt her face. “Just making sure none of them broke the skin.”
“Ha ha. He’s not my man.”
“Riiiiiight.” Ashley nodded.
“He’s not!” Again, my defense was weak, but it was all that I had.
