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Well, mine and Bryson’s.”
    “And JD runs the ranch with your father, right?”
    “Yep.”
    “So, I take it you don’t care much for ranching either?”
    “Oh no, I like it. But JD has a good grip on that and he knows how to yell if he needs help. Bryson and I always were into building so we figured we’d see what we could do with it. We both got contractor’s licenses, but before we got those, I’d gotten an electrical and structural license and he earned a plumbing and HVAC. That way we can sub out what our own crews can’t do, but do it all under our license.”
    “Sounds complicated – but smart.”
    By then, they’d reached the swings. Jayce set the basket down and walked over to Lily, who was trying to climb into the swing. “Need some help there, sugar?”
    “Sving! My sving.”
    “Well, then let’s get you going.” Jayce helped her into the kiddie swing – the kind with the seat harness – and she started pumping her little legs and moving her body back and forth.
    “Sving broke.”
    “I think I can fix it.” Jayce moved behind her, took hold of the chains and pulled her back. When he let go, she squealed in delight.
    “Mommy, my sving. My sving big.”
    Callie laughed and looked behind Lily to Jayce. His gaze met hers and it nearly took her breath away. God, this was like a scene from a dream. A man so sexy it nearly robbed her mind of reason, and sweet enough to include her child in a dinner date. She told herself it was too good to be true and not to get her hopes up.
    As kind and nice as Jayce was, that didn’t mean he was looking for anything other than someone to date, maybe have sex with and enjoy some laughs. She’d heard about him. Next to Kyle Stadler, Jayce was legendary in Cotton Creek for being a Don Juan. Love ’em and leave ’em. Satisfied and wanting more, but they were left because Jayce didn’t stick around.
    And maybe that was for the best. Callie didn’t know if she had anything to offer but what was happening right now. There would come a day when she would probably have to leave Cotton Creek and head out again, looking for a place to hide.
    One day, Deke would get out of prison and she knew, without question, that when he did, he’d come looking for her.
    After all, she was the reason he was there.
    *****
    “There’s no way in hell I’d have my butthole bleached.”
    A moment of complete silence followed Cody Sweet’s statement. Then came the shouts of “Oh my god” and an outbreak of laughter. Jolene Windwalker collapsed onto Annie Morgan’s shoulder, howling with laughter. Liz Redgate choked on her beer and Hannah Sweet pounded on her back, tears streaming down her face. Pressley Pursell collapsed on the floor beside Cody, covering her face with her hands, her body shaking with laughter.
    Callie covered her face with her hands, trying not to laugh too loudly. Cody had no filters when she was around friends. Whatever popped into her head more often than not spilled from her lips.
    “I mean it,” Cody insisted. “Damn you lunatics. It’s not that funny.”
    “Sorry,” Annie managed to get the words out. “It’s just…” She dissolved into another fit of laughter and even Cody became caught up in it.
    Once they’d all recovered, Hannah spoke up. “Well, honestly I can’t say I’d do that either, but I swear that’s what Maggie Johnson told me they were offering at that new salon that just opened.”
    “Oh, yeah, I can just see it,” Liz remarked. “‘Hey, Kyle, look what I did.’”
    Cody tossed a pillow at Liz and laughed. “Yeah, no shit. I mean, what the fuck, people?”
    Jo shrugged and chugged down half her beer. “Lots of women have done it. I guess those ladies who opened the salon thought it was just part of the full service experience.”
    Hannah shook her head. “Sorry, but I just can’t imagine. I mean, waxing is bad enough, but that?”
    “Amen, sister.” Cody offered Hannah a fist bump. “So, have any of you actually