Page 105 of Perfect Bragg


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I slam my shot down on the table. “I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

Peace frowns. “You don’t know? You love her and you’re letting her go? I thought Brody was the idiot of the family.”

I don’t deny being in love with Harmony. It’d be a waste of time. Besides, I don’t care if the world knows how much I love her. I only care if Harmony believes me. Which she will. Eventually.

“I didn’t say I was letting her go. I said I don’t know what I’m going to do to get her back yet.”

Brody rubs his hands together. “Excellent. I have a few ideas.”

“I am not pranking Harmony. You don’t get a woman to love you by pranking her.”

He grins. “Speak for yourself.”

Riley elbows him. “Soleil isn’t going to fall in love with you after you scared the crap out of her by dressing up as a ghost and standing in front of her window.”

“But I whipped my costume off and rescued her from the ghost.”

“You were the ghost.”

Brody puffs out his chest. “Brilliant plan.”

“One thing’s for sure. I won’t be asking for Brody’s advice,” I say.

Miller grunts in agreement.

“You can ask me,” Peace says. “I know how to do a grand gesture.”

“I’m not asking my brothers for advice. I’ll figure this out by myself.”

“But you’re a Bragg brother. We do everything together,” Brody says.

“We do not. And I’m not wearing matching t-shirts at the monthly business meetings.”

He pouts. “But I already ordered them.”

Miller marches toward the door.

“Where are you going?” Riley asks.

“Hungry.”

“I could eat,” Peace says and follows Miller.

“Is the diner still open?” Brody asks as he joins them.

Eating at the diner isn’t a bad idea. I sway as I try to stand. Yep. Food isn’t a bad idea. Plus, my brothers won’t bother me about my relationship with Harmony in public. Not since this town is full of eavesdroppers who love to gossip.

Eavesdrop? Now there’s an idea. Maybe something Moon says will give me an idea of how I can get Harmony back.

Chapter 32

In my day, we didn’t argue about where to put a thermometer. ~ Message from Sage on the Winter Falls Facebook page

Ibounce Robin in my arms as I pace the living room. “Come on, baby girl. Stop crying.”

My words do not have the desired effect on Robin. Unless crying louder is a desired effect. It’s certainly not the effect I was hoping for.

“What’s wrong, baby?” And should I take her to a doctor? Shit. Shit. Shit. I don’t have a vehicle since I kicked Elder out.

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