Page 12 of Bragg's Match


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Brody doesn’t move. “Aren’t you going to apologize to me?”

“Are you going to stop referring to me as half-Bragg?”

Brody grins. “You want me to lie to you? Shouldn’t police officers disapprove of lying?”

Peace runs a hand through his hair. “The Bragg brothers are going to be the death of me.” He slaps his hand on top of the truck. “Get moving.”

“I’m obviously Peace’s favorite brother,” Brody says as he resumes driving.

“Wow. I didn’t realize you were delusional on top of being a prankster.”

“I prefer the word visionary or forward thinking.”

“Delusional.”

“No, you’re confused. I mean…” He slows the truck to a stop in the middle of the street and gestures to a man. “Do you see a man not wearing any pants walking two squirrels on a leash or am I seeing things?”

I giggle. “It’s Forest, the pet store owner. Surely, you’ve seen him galivanting around town before?”

He shakes his head as we begin driving again. “I need to get out more.”

I point to the alley leading to the community center. “Turn here. We can’t drive through Main Street with the street fair being set up.”

He pulls to a stop behind the center and jumps out before rushing to open my door. “My lady.” He offers me his hand.

I ignore how a spark ignites when our hands touch. It’s static electricity is all. There’s not a spark between me and Brody Bragg. Nope. No way. Can’t be. For good measure, I yank my hand away.

“Where do you want the crates?” he asks as he lowers the truck’s tailgate and picks up the first one.

“Let me show you.” I hurry to open the door and usher him inside.

With Brody’s help, we get the truck unloaded in less than fifteen minutes. All the crates are now scattered around the floor in the room I use to teach classes to visitors during festivals. I study the mess. I’ll need more than fifteen minutes to get everything arranged.

“Do you want me to stay and help you set up?” Brody asks.

“No!” I scream as an image of the pottery I dropped when he pranked me flashes in my mind. Several people glance in our direction. I clear my throat. “I mean no, thank you.”

“Alrighty then. I’ll be back this evening to help you.”

I open my mouth to argue with him but he waves and strolls away before I get the chance. I don’t watch his spectacular ass as he leaves. And I certainly don’t wonder if his ass is as muscular as his chest.

Nope. Not I. I have no interest in a prankster who doesn’t act his age. I don’t need another person I have to take care of. I want someone who will take care of me.

Chapter 5

The first rule of smutty book club is there are no rules. ~ Message from Feather on the Winter Falls Facebook page

Ibarely manage to get the door open ofFall Into A Good Book, the bookstore in Winter Falls, for this month’s smutty book club meeting before my friend Ashlyn attacks me.

“And? Have you and Brody groped for trout in a particular river?” She waggles her eyebrows.

The rest of my friends – Moon, Eden, and Harmony – gather around me. The curiosity is clear to see in their eyes. Snooping into each other’s business is one of the main pastimes of Winter Falls. Secrets have no place in this small town.

I scowl at them. “We’re here for book club.”

“Attending smutty book club and discussing your sex life are not mutually exclusive,” Harmony claims.

Sex life? What sex life?

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