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those bonds were solid. Men could be dumped. Friends couldn’t.
    “So you met the hunks of Sheppard’s Garage?” She laughed seductively. “Girl, those men have women coming for miles just for a damn oil change. If they made a mechanic’s calendar with nekkid photos of those guys, every woman in the tri-county area would gobble them up.”
    Now that she believed. Those men were gorgeous, but it wasn’t the lot of them that’d kept her up last night. It was one long-haired Viking who did. Every time she shut her eyes last night she’d pictured his massive body towering over her, him ripping her clothes right off, buttons flying, lace disintegrating. She’d masturbated three times last night, which was a first for her. Once was just not enough.
    And she didn’t just fantasize about him taking her, though she did dream about that. She thought about him possessing her in every way, fucking her in every way. She never got off on giving head, but just thinking about sucking him off got her hornier than she’d ever been. And anal sex? Just one more thing she’d thought Marco had ruined for her, but the thought of Brody pushing past the tight ring of her ass damn near made her come. She’d spent the night in one fantasy after another, torturing herself with what that man could do to her, with what she could do to him, until she couldn’t resist the temptation anymore to touch herself, and then she went through the cycle again. And again.
    “Yeah, I’ll bet,” Xan finally managed to say, forcing the erotic images from her brain.
    “So which one helped you? It wasn’t Teddy, was it?” Her smile faltered a little.
    “Teddy? I don’t think I met—”
    “Bear,” she said suddenly. “The younger bald guy with a goatee and green eyes. You can’t miss him.”
    From the sound of Roxie’s voice she never missed an opportunity to look at him, and since she singled him out from the group, Xan figured Roxie had a little thing for the big lug.
    “Oh yeah, Bear. I met him. Just didn’t know his real name. Brody, er, Brutus is the only one who introduced himself with his real name.”
    She seemed a little relieved by that, as if keeping his real name a secret from her somehow meant he wasn’t interested in her. She was fine with that. Brody was the only mechanic who got her engine running.
    “Brody, huh? I only know Teddy’s real name. He doesn’t like it. His family used to call him Teddy Bear, which fits because I think he’s a big ol’ softy, but now they just call him Ted, or so I’d heard. I figured he dropped the Teddy part when he moved here. The only one in that group that’s from around here is Hunter, but he grew up being called that. Apparently he has a horrible name, so we’ll never know what his real name is.” She giggled as she flung the red hair, flowing out of her ponytail, over her shoulder and propped her hand on her hip. She seemed giddy at the prospect of gossiping about the town hunks, and Xan was apparently a glutton for punishment. She could feel the question forming on her tongue. She didn’t need to ask it. She needed to keep her head clear, needed to forget about—
    “So, what do you know about Brody?”

Chapter 3
    When Monday morning finally rolled around, Brody was no closer to finding a way out of this torturous assignment than he was on Friday when he’d been given it.
    He recalled Colonel’s words. Keep your eyes glued to her ass. Where she goes, you go. Report back Monday morning at our regular debriefing meeting. We’ll go from there. When he’d tried to get answers as to why he’d had to do that, his boss had given him the cold shoulder, as was his right. It was Brody’s responsibility to follow orders, not question them.
    So he’d scoped out her house, watched her talk to her neighbor and her neighbor’s kid. The boys seemed to have hit it off because they stayed over at the Willis’ house all afternoon, and then the Willis boy stayed the night with