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right there in the room.”
    “Let me remind you of who brought her here,” Brogan said. “Serena knows Jenna has her own agenda. And you know what? Serena may just get what she’s wishing for. I’ve changed my mind, Jules. I plan to pursue her little friend so hard and so deliberately that she’ll beg to stay somewhere else.”
    “Not if I have a say in this matter.”
    “You don’t,” Brogan said. “A damn virgin is sleeping under our roof.”
    “Yeah, and I kind of like the idea.”
    “You would.”
    “I have a way with virgins. And that one upstairs will make training a true joy. She’s a sweet little innocent princess with enough spunk to make a fella pay attention.”
    “Uh-huh, and if you find a way to keep her tied and bound somewhere out of sight, your plans might work without the first hitch. Otherwise, forget about it. Our niece isn’t the same little girl she was when we last saw her. She’ll sneak around until she finds her BFF if Jenna goes missing.”
    “Don’t worry about Serena. Jenna will keep her in check. Then, Serena will turn the other cheek and look away. Serena knew what she was doing when she invited Jenna here. And I swear to you, I’ll know what I’m doing when little Miss Jenna finds her denim shorts balled around her ankles.”
    “Jules, for God’s sake. At least let her get settled in before you go and deflower her.”
    “I may give her three days. I may even leave you here with the two of ’em while I go to the Cattleman’s Association Meeting in Nashville.”
    “Like hell you will.”
    “What’s wrong, Brogan? Can’t handle seventy-two hours with a couple of young ladies?”
    “If you want Jenna to stay a virgin, I suggest you sit tight and the two of us work together to stay out of that gal’s pants.”
    “I’m not interested in staying out of ’em,” Jules replied. “I’m only concerned with where she’ll leave them the first time I make her step away from ’em.”

Chapter Two

    “I need a breast reduction,” Jenna mumbled to herself, dipping her toes into the cool blue water. Serena left hours earlier with Brogan and Jules. They needed to pick up something at the cow outlet, or maybe they called the place a feed store. She couldn’t recall. It was too early to pay attention to particulars when they’d left.
    Best she could remember, they asked Serena to run around with them so they could introduce her to some old friends. One thing about it, they sure were proud of their niece.
    She tried to remember what time they said they’d come on back but all she recalled was Brogan coming in and shaking her. When she rolled over and stared into his dark eyes, she’d watched the flash of sudden arousal. He’d meant to wake up Serena and instead found her.
    He didn’t look too disappointed and she enjoyed watching his skin blush as he’d tucked the flannel bed sheets against her side, something she later decided she’d enjoyed. Brogan was a handsome thing, and she liked rolling over to him first thing in the morning.
    Brogan made bad boys everywhere proud with his chestnut hair cropped right below his ears and brown eyes that actually matched his hair color. His body, while perfect from a woman’s standpoint, wasn’t without a few scars. He carried a small defect on his lower right cheek. Another jagged pattern marked his left forearm, something she’d noticed when he’d pulled down the coverlet earlier that morning. The blemish was about the length of a television remote control.
    Jenna knew all about scars. Those Brogan wore were sort of like a badge of honor, the kind that assured anyone who saw him that a knife once sliced his skin and he lived to tell about it.
    The original wounds had apparently been deep enough to leave their mark behind in his eyes and Brogan possessed beautiful eyes. They were hazed over by deception though, a dark, hidden desire only a woman had the ability to find, if she dared.
    Thinking about Brogan and the way he