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“I’m sorry,” he said as she got out of her seat.

“For what this time?”

The urge to touch her had him brushing a finger down her cheek.

“Everything.”

“I’m fairly sure you didn’t spill your beer on me. That was Jenny Lee.”

“I want you.” And it was that simple. He did and badly.

“People are already talking about us, Sawyer.”

“I know.”

“We can’t do this.”

“I know.”

“But I want to,” she whispered. Her hands settled on his chest, and he felt her touch ignite his body.

Sawyer lowered his head and kissed her. It wasn’t soft but hard and desperate. She didn’t retreat. No, Birdie rose to her toes and wrapped her arms round his neck and held on. He cupped her jean-clad ass. Hated the barrier of denim between them. He needed her naked again.

Sawyer rarely felt desperate, but he did then. He’d never wanted a woman this much.

She pulled her mouth from his and then lowered her arms. Sawyer clenched his fists to stop from reaching for her. He could feel her breasts against his chest. His hands on her ass.

“My door is always unlocked.” With those loaded words, Birdie walked away, leaving Sawyer hard and confused.

After cooling down in the dark for a while, the hardness between his thighs eased, and he could go back inside. He didn’t search for her as he walked back to his family.

“They lost,” Ryder said, looking pissed.

Sawyer shrugged. “As long as it doesn’t happen to us.”

They were playing the other Lyntacky team this week. A top of the table clash. The Dukes loved baseball.

“You guys hear about the Dudleys?” Dee was picking up glasses off their table.

“No, what’s up?” Ryder asked.

“The Lyntacky good luck fairy strikes again. They got a tax return they didn’t even know they’d filed or were going to get. Good thing too, after Mr. Dudley had that fall and was off work,” Dee said.

“I wouldn’t mind a bit of that good fairy luck,” Brody said.

They all agreed.

“It’s odd though, don’t you think?” Zoe said. “I’ve heard how this happens. Like when Mom got a payout that time for the lottery, she didn’t even remember buying a ticket for.”

The Dukes were always playing this game to throw people off.

“I remember that,” Dee said.

“Yeah. We needed that money about then,” Brody said.

Next week it would be the McAllisters’ turn. They’d spaced the RAKs out in case people got suspicious.

When Dee rang the bell to say they were closing, he and his siblings finished their drinks. Sawyer looked around for Birdie and found her wiping down tables. She didn’t glance his way, so he followed his siblings out the door.

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