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Mason was judging him based on his outer appearance alone, which irritated the hell out of Jackson because the suit he was wearing told them nothing about the man he was or what his own childhood had been like. True, he hadn’t been subjected to a drug-addicted mother or physical abuse, but the mental and emotional torment his father had inflicted had been equally fucked up.
    The room grew quiet, uncomfortably so. When none of the brothers asked any other questions, Jackson took that as his cue that they were done.
    “I know this is a lot for you guys to digest, while I’ve had time to process everything, so I’m going to go for now.” Nobody stopped him when he stood, so he withdrew a business card from his wallet and set it on Clay’s desk. “Here’s my contact information. Feel free to call me if you have any other questions.” Or if you just want to get to know your long-lost brother better, he thought, but kept the latter part to himself.
    Again, no one said a word, and it left him with an empty feeling deep inside, as though he was an outsider looking in, once again, like a stranger who didn’t belong. It was an emotion he hated but was all too familiar with.
    He inclined his head to Clay, then the other two men. “It was good to meet all three of you,” he said, then walked out of the office.
    The ball was now in their court, and the next move was up to one of them.
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    Tara kept one eye on the hallway leading to Clay’s office while filling drink orders for the few customers who’d come into the bar. She was dying to know what was going on behind that closed door. How Clay, Mason, and Levi were reacting to the news of a brother they hadn’t known existed, and she was curious to find out how things were going for Jackson, too.
    When it came to the Kincaid brothers, three against one weren’t great odds, especially when they perceived something, or someone, as a threat. And they’d been through enough in their lifetime to justify their wariness, even toward a man who looked identical to Clay and left no doubt in anyone’s mind that they were twins.
    Grabbing a bottle of rum, she poured two shots into a tall glass and filled the rest with cola, then added a lime before setting it on the serving pad for Amanda to pick up and deliver to a table. Tara had only met Jackson less than an hour ago and had talked to him for a mere thirty minutes, but she sensed he had good intentions as far as the brothers were concerned. It remained to be seen if those three men would give him any kind of chance or decide that he was someone they could trust. For Jackson’s sake, she hoped the Kincaid brothers came around. She’d sensed that he wanted more than just to let them know about their long-lost brother. It was as if Jackson needed them in his life.
    Fifteen short minutes after disappearing into the back room, Jackson returned by himself. Her gaze met his as he headed straight toward where she was standing behind the bar, but she couldn’t get a read on his emotions. He looked like a man who knew all about control, including keeping any adverse reaction to himself.
    As he neared, her traitorous body was quick to acknowledge him as a man, as it had when he’d sat at the bar earlier. A gorgeous, sexy, captivating man with a seductive mouth made for sinning and a lean, powerful body defined by the cut of his expensive suit. Even the way he walked was both sensual and assertive—and a very naughty part of her wondered if he was equally demanding in the bedroom with a woman’s pleasure.
    The thought alone had her panties feeling damp.
    She shifted on her feet as awareness fluttered in her belly, and her heart even raced a bit faster, too. It seemed like it had been forever since she’d felt this level of temptation, this irrepressible attraction, and that was saying something considering all the men who came into the bar and hit on her on a nightly basis. She’d gone out with a few, but none of