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“Even if I do, I won’t,” she swore, remembering his mean daddy. “What he needs is a friend, not a woman trying to get in his pants.”

“You’ll be a first that doesn’t try now that he’s on the market.”

Oh, mercy. “Then that's right, I’ll be the first.”

“That’s a good tactic,” she realized.

“It’s not a tactic!”

“Fine,” she surrendered. “But do it anyway.”

“If I see he needs help with the storm mess, I’ll help him.”

“Or with that bat stuff,” she added.

“There’s nothing to help with that, it’s too simple, trust me.”

She shot out a laugh. “Nothing is ever simple in these swamps, sha. You could at least make sure those girls are doing right by him.”

“What do you mean doing right by him?”

She crossed her arms over her chest, her face a mask of disgust. “I don’t trust any of them.”

Tegan shook her head. “Is there any woman in the swamp you would trust?”

“All the ones I would are old.” She aimed a smile at her. “And he does love himself some old people, now.”

Great, he was more amazing than before. “I lost my hat on the way over here. He…jumped in the bayou and got it. Your Mah-Mah gave me some clothes…what?” she wondered at her head shake.

“Not Mah-Mah, me, I picked out the clothes because I heard about it first.” She eyed her outfit, making Tegan’s skin flush. “Patches likes red.”

“You…why are you bent on this with that man who is wanting to court three other women who are from the swamp?”

She gave a growl, facing forward. “I just hate to see him settle.”

“Settle down?”

“No! Settle for less than what he wants. He needs variety.” She turned in the swing. “Just be a friend. Feel him out. Find out what he wants and…steer him a little. Why are you shaking your head?” she whispered.

“I’m not qualified!”

“Why not?”

“Because I…I like him! Geeze you’re something! You happy now? I can see you are, look at you. Glad this is funny, but it’s my ass on the line.”

“And a fine ass you have,” she giggled. “I saw him looking.”

“Stop,” she ordered, her pulse raging that he would've. “Probably wondering why it’s so darn huge.”

“Ohhhhh that is not what I saw.”

“You are not helping me! Do you want me to fall head over heels for him? And then what, if he’s wanting a swamp queen, what’s Miss Texas gonna do then? Ride off into the sunset? I have things to protect. Namely this,” she said, pointing at her chest. “Not my damn boobs, you dummy,” she whispered at her raised brows and grin aimed at them.

“Girl, I like you,” Juliette complained. “Just…see how it goes. Let nature do its thing.”

“We do not want that.”

She gave a huge laugh. “That bad, huh?”

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