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Reassured, Savannah released me, so I went back to the stove to plate our food.

“After this I’ll shower and then figure out what the hell is going on with Mother,” I said. Savannah swallowed hard. “Then I need to find a real estate agent.”

I took a bite of my meal. The excessive amount of cheese I added to the eggs just melted in my mouth.

Yum. Cheese fixed everything.

“Who sells homes in Haver’s Creek anyway?” I wiped my mouth with the napkin then set it on my lap.

This snapped Savannah out of her funk. A smile that rivaled the Cheshire Cat brightened her face.

Nota good sign.

“What is it?” I asked reluctantly. I knew this face. It wasn’t a good face. Not when my sister bore it. That face meant trouble.

“Katie Kooney is the top-rated real estate agent in Haver’s Creek, don’t cha know.” My sister twirled her fork with flair.

I groaned loudly, then once again wiped my mouth with my napkin. I may or may not have spit when I groaned in disgust.

If Jack Montgomery was the last person in the world I wanted to see, Katie Kooney was the second to last person in the world I wanted to see.

All-American. Perky. Head cheerleader. There were a lot of great reasons not to like Katie Kooney. Her bullying turned to complete indifference once we got to high school. And from a social standpoint, that was almost worse.

Katie was ahugereason why I left Haver’s Creek how I did. The idea of working with her would be a huge cosmic joke.

“Please tell me there is someone else I could work with?”

“There’s Larry Henderson, but you don’t want him. He’s a total creeper,” my sister assured me. “This is Haver’s Creek, Whit, not LA. You don’t have a lot of options around here.” She continued to smile at me as she finished her food, grabbed our empty plates, and placed them in the sink.

The doorbell rang.

Our heads whipped to the door, and I squinted as if that would help me see through it.

“Are you expecting company?”

“Nope.” Savannah walked to the door, not bothering to check who it was before opening it.

“Good morning, Miss Rose,” a warm, panty dropping voice said from the other side of the threshold.

“Damn it.”

Chapter 5

Jack

I grinnedas I caught Whitney muttering under her breath. The mouth on her—always getting Whitney into trouble.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked through the small opening in the door.

Savannah cleared her throat. Only then did I look at Whitney’s younger sister, who had always felt like a younger sister to me as well.

“Hey, Sav.” I stepped forward and enveloped the younger of the Rose daughters into a hug. It had only been a couple of days since we’d seen each other but that didn’t matter. Small towns made it virtually impossible not to run into each other. Unlike Whitney, there wasn’t anyone in my life I needed to avoid. Not that I was avoiding anyone, especially Savannah. I looked out for her all those years Whitney had been away.

Speaking of avoiding, I knew Whitney would not give me the time of day unless I tracked her down. Years of practice had made her good at evasive maneuvers.

I should know, I helped her hone those skills. In the past I had been the one she’d run to. Something changed ten years ago, and I wasn’t going to wait for her to come to me to resolve whatever perceived issue she had with us. I planned to nip it in the bud as soon as possible, hence the early morning visit. I wanted to catch her before she left to run errands, or settle in. Catching her off guard was my best plan.

“Hi, Whitney.” I waved cheerfully at the woman staring daggers at me. Savannah’s head volleyed between me and Whitney.

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