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    He wiped off the roof of the car. Maybe he shouldn't offer to help. Maybe he should just take care of it. She would hate that. Of course, if he didn't give her a chance to refuse, she would have to hate it silently.
    He looked at the oversize home again, then tossed the chamois down and went inside his house. He knew exactly how to take care of Sandy 's problem. He had brothers, and they all owed him.

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    Chapter 3
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    I t was like being descended upon by locusts. Tall, handsome, male locusts. There were only three of them, but that was enough.
    Sandy stood at her front door Friday afternoon and stared at the men in front of her.
    "We're here to help," Kyle said.
    "But I don't—"
    He pushed past her into the house. "Sure you do. Be polite, say thank-you, then show us what needs to be done. We're not going away."
    Lindsay came running down the stairs. When she reached the bottom, she stared at the three men. "Wow."
    Yeah, wow, Sandy echoed silently. There was enough testosterone in the room to float a football team.
    "She's speechless," the tallest of the men said. They all had dark hair, but this one had cool gray eyes and was wearing a gold earring.
    " Sandy ?" Kyle said, coming up and putting his arm around her. "Not her. She's just mentally organizing her next attack. Sandy always has a plan."
    She usually had a plan, she admitted to herself. She just didn't have one right at this minute. Besides, how was she supposed to think when Kyle was standing so close? She told herself she should pull away, but her legs weren't listening. It had been bad enough when she'd walked over to his place that morning. He'd been wearing shorts and nothing else. Just the thought of his bare chest was enough to make her hyperventilate.
    "Maybe you should introduce us," the third man said. He was obviously one of Kyle's brothers, but Sandy couldn't remember which one. He had the same dark hair and warm brown eyes. He was handsome as sin. They all were.
    "Good idea," Kyle said. "This is Lindsay." He pointed to the preteen still standing on the bottom stair, gaping at them. "And this is Sandy ."
    Kyle's brother waved at her daughter, then nodded at her. "Hi, Sandy . I'm Travis. The second oldest of the Haynes brothers. You dated Jordan, right?"
    She shook the hand he offered and grinned. "I'm amazed you could keep any of us straight," she said. "Girls came and went through your lives with the speed of light."
    Travis chuckled. "Maybe, but a few were memorable."
    Sandy felt herself blush at the compliment.
    The man with the earring moved toward her. "I'm Austin Lucas." His gray gaze met hers. He was almost as handsome as Kyle, but there was something dark about him. Dangerous. She noticed a ring on his left hand and wondered who'd been brave enough to tame this man.
    "Hey, enough of that," Kyle said, stepping between them. "You're married, she's not interested, let's get to work."
    "I picked up the paint you ordered from the hardware store," Travis said, stepping out onto the porch.
    "We've brought a decent ladder, too," Austin told her.
    Sandy barely heard them. She couldn't seem to notice anything, not even when Blake and Nichole rushed into the room to see what was going on. All she could do was stare at Kyle, at his dark brown eyes and that lock of curly hair that fell over his forehead. He'd almost sounded…
    She shook her head and told herself to quit being silly. He hadn't sounded anything. It wasn't possible. A man like Kyle wouldn't be interested in a woman like her. And even if he was, she wasn't. She wanted a mature, responsible man, not a handsome hunk who probably had women lined up for miles. None of which explained why Kyle had ended the conversation between herself and the other man. Or why he'd specifically told her that Austin was married. Kyle wasn't jealous. Was he?
    It was a dangerous train of thought. Mostly because her heart hadn't recovered from its earlier aerobic workout when she'd gone to find her