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uncomfortable.
    A couple of the guys chuckled and Landon ruffled his hair. It was very obvious he was the youngest of all of them.
                  Their laughter, however, drew my attention to a new guy in the room, who closely resembled Gavin. His face was softer than Gavin's, with less rough edges, and his body was slightly lighter in build. His hair was a paler shade of blonde, poking out from underneath the cowboy hat he wore on his head. His sky blue eyes flicked over me before focusing back on Gavin. They weren't identical twins, but they carried too many similarities to not be related, making it easy to see that they were twins. However, he seemed to have a more relaxed personality than Gavin's aggressive one, polar opposites personality wise, or at least that's how it seemed.
    I had just met them both, so nothing was for certain yet.
                  "Ya haven't met Wyatt yet, Honey. He breaks in a lot of the new horses for us, does a fine job of it too. You should see him at the rodeo, riding those broncs. He's won several belt buckles too,” Polly turned to Wyatt, "Wyatt, you should show her your belt buckles sometime,” Polly rattled on, handing Gavin a plate of food before shooing him into the dining room.
                  Wyatt seemed to be a man of few words, only nodding to me and tipped his hat, murmuring a, "Yes ma'am" to Polly.
    Polly directed everyone to grab the food and head to the table with it, so I picked up a plate of bacon before following everyone.
                  As I walked into the dining room, I froze when I noticed a new guy at the table. He must be the other guy Polly had mentioned last night at dinner, though I hadn't been paying attention enough to remember his name. I did however, feel immediately drawn to him.
    His black hair hung around his handsome face, his biceps flexing as he reached across the table to grab a couple pancakes off a platter. He was freakishly hot with a model body and breathtaking in a dark and broody way, but that wasn't what drew me to him. It was his intense steel eyes, calculating everyone's movements as if he was waiting for the perfect moment to strike. It was obvious he was the black sheep, the odd one out, just like me.
                  I finally got my legs working again and headed towards the table, this time finding a spot away from Gavin, hoping that if I wasn't right in his line of sight he wouldn't target me again. Somehow though, I knew it wouldn't make any difference where I sat.
                  "Hey, Bacon Girl, pass some of your hot and scrumptious stuff over here,” Mr. Dark and Broody demanded, and I paused.
    Wait, was he talking to me? He had to be, I was, after all, still holding the plate of bacon.
                  I blushed and started to pass it over to him, but a hand stopped my movement, "You better grab some of that while you can,” Landon remarked from his seat beside me.
    Was he talking about Mr. Dark and Broody? Because I wouldn't mind that one bit. "Once you pass the plate then there's no guarantee you'll get it back with anything on it."
    Ah right, he was talking about bacon, not his brother.
                  I felt my cheeks burn hotter as I nodded silently and grabbed a couple pieces of the bacon before passing it over.
    Mr. Dark and Broody grabbed the plate, making sure to brush his fingers against mine as he took it, giving me a wink. "Thank you Sweetheart. I'm Jayden, but you can call me whatever you want," he said with a cocky smirk.
                  "I'm Nova."
                  "I know." Jayden, the previously-named Mr. Dark and Broody, said with a wink.
                  I could have sworn I heard Gavin choke on his orange juice, but I couldn't really hear well over the pounding of blood rushing through my ears and into my cheeks.
                  Is it hot in here or is it just all these