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Easton flinched, setting me on my feet at the back porch steps. I jumped on him like a banshee, trying to knock him down. It was useless. He didn’t even stumble at my surprise attack, catching me and holding me with my legs locked around him.

“Mulaney Price Jacobs. You stop that this instant,” Mama commanded. I did right away. I might be almost forty, but she still scared the daylights out of me, especially when she used my full name. “I have half a mind to spank you, young lady.”

“I think I deserve the honors,” Easton whispered in my ear so no one else could hear. My sex clenched, and that set me off again.

“The hell you do.” I unclasped my legs and dropped to the ground.

“Fifty bucks says this is their version of foreplay,” Mitch said.

“Aww hell. I’ve just agreed to let her live with us,” Stone groaned, and I wasn’t sure which one I wanted to strangle first.

“Easton, it’s gettin’ late, and that fifteen-or-so-minute drive is a long one.” Ruby winked. “You’re more than welcome to stay with us tonight, honey. The only spot we’ve got left is upstairs with Mulaney,” she said, her devious smile directed at me.

“I know you are not encouraging me to have sex in front of our whole family,” I said, putting my hands on my hips.

“No, darlin’. I’m telling you to go upstairs and enjoy that man. Let him blow your mind.”

“Oh my God. You did not just say that.”

“I believe she did,” Stone said, amused. Thank God it was dark so no one could see the obscene shade of red flushing my face.

“Since Mulaney didn’t hear you right, maybe you should repeat that, Grandmama,” Mitch said. It was official. I was going to kill him.

“That’s enough,” Daddy said, and I gave him a grateful look, uncertain if he could see it. “Easton, you’re a fine man, but you’ll understand I don’t want to think about anyone touching my little girl.”

“Completely, sir,” Easton said with an air of respect. “Miss Ruby, I appreciate the invite, but I believe you have something I need to take to my grandmother.”

“That can wait,” Ruby insisted.

“Go home, Easton,” I said, prodding him with a hand in the back.

“Mulaney, that is no way to talk him. Easton, I hope you’ll accept my apology on behalf of my daughter. Clearly, she’s forgotten her manners.”

“No need for that, Mrs. Jacobs. She’s perfect the way she is.” Easton stared at me, imprinting his words on my soul.How? How can he think that about me?Nothing about me was perfect. Nothing.

“You’re crazier than Mulaney is,” Mitch said. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one he was poking at.

“Mitch . . .” Mama warned, and finally some of the heat was off me.

“This is by far the best Christmas we’ve had in ages,” Vivian piped up, rubbing her hands with glee.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never had your grandmother try to shove you into bed with a man before?” I returned dryly.

“Nope, but it’s sure fun watching Miss Ruby do it to you,” Vivian said.

“Easton, you haven’t had any of the hot buttered rum,” Muriella said, her smile warm.

“I’m going to have to pass. I don’t like to drink and drive,” he said politely.

“I was counting on that.”That vixen. Was everyone trying to shove me in the sack with Easton? My entire family had decided to play matchmaker.

“I’ll keep that in mind next time,” Easton replied smoothly. “I guess I’d better get going.”

“Don’t be such a stranger, son,” Granddaddy said, clapping him on the shoulder as he approached.

“You come on back any time you want, honey,” Mama added. Had it always been like this? That everyone thought Easton hung the moon?

Before he walked into the house, Easton caught my eye.

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