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explain to Sugar that Hot Nuts were never going to be on the main billboard. Without that sign proclaiming their wares, he figured they were pretty much without advertising, and therefore, pretty much dead in the water as a business.
    It was a problem he’d deal with later.
    He fastened a winning smile on Maggie. “Having you as our mayor would mean a lot to us.” Most particularly me, because you’ll be someone with little interest in a long-term role as mayor, which will suit Vivian fine—and everybody’s happy. And I go back to what I do best, which is relaxing.
    He shot a fast glance at Sugar’s curved lips as she looked at Maggie. Pink and sweet, like just about everything else on her. All that don’t-mess-with-me attitude probably put his buddies off, which was fine, because he’d really be disappointed if she dated guys like Kel or Evert or Big Bobby. For the briefest of seconds, he wondered if her nipples were pink too, then realized Lucy was watching him stare at her sister’s tight white top. Jake grinned— who, me? Lust? Nah —and went back to working Maggie.
    “Think about it,” he said, coaxing.
    “Do I have to dress up or anything?”
    He pondered that. “A top hat would be perfect. We can probably find one somewhere.”
    After a moment, she smiled. “Will you at least ask the committee if we can pass out business cards?”
    “Sure.” No. Jake watched Sugar stir something on the stove, sending steaming puffs of sweet fragrance into the air. The whole time he’d been badgering Maggie, Sugar had been moving a whisk speedily around a skillet, making her whole body bounce. He just about had a stiff one watching her tush bob in her tight shorts and her breasts swaying in the fitted shirt. Even her shoulders danced with the stirring. Maybe it was watching a good-looking woman cook, but he was mesmerized like a wolf watching a baby chick.
    “Well, then, sure.” Maggie beamed. “I guess since Pecan Creek is our new home, it’s the least I can do.”
    “Great.” Jake put his hat on. “I’ll tell the council the good news. In fact, why don’t you come by tonight and let me introduce you?”
    Maggie nodded. “I’ll do that.”
    “I’ll pick you up just before seven.” Bobby was right. Maggie really was a beautiful woman, once a man got past the stunner Lucy put on a guy and the lure of home Sugar cast over fools who might be looking to get chained to a hearth. Sugar was sexy too, but it had a haunt to it, like she was too vulnerable, whereas Maggie seemed like she’d been run hard and put away wet. Lucy just plain scared the shit out of him. He was pretty certain Lucy had seen a lot in her young life.
    He gave Sugar one last glance—peeping in her pan quickly to see what she was whipping up—and saw gently toasted pecans in a mouthwatering sweet sauce. He scented caramel and sugar and maybe a hint of spice. Cinnamon. “Is that the secret recipe?”
    “If I told, would it be a secret?” Sugar asked. For a split second, her hazel eyes met his, and he felt something zap him in his chest. Jake tipped his hat, heading out to the door to his truck, before he did something stupid, like find himself attracted to Sugar.
    He got in the well-worn black truck, noticing he did, in fact, have a woody of epic proportions. “Damn,” he muttered.
    “About those business cards,” Lucy said in his window, and Jake bit back a vivid curse word. “Try not to let my sister down, okay?”
    He stared at the full-on sexual appeal that was Lucy Cassavechia as she rapped him on the arm and then turned to sashay back inside the kitchen. Right, left, right, left—it was no wonder Kel had just about lost his mind when he looked at those smooth legs and tight butt cheeks.
    Jake felt sweat under his hat band and told himself how fortunate he was that he didn’t dig hot screaming sex with radioactive babes like Lucy.
    Their older sisters, maybe.
    Hell, yeah.
     
     
    “I don’t like him,” Lucy said, after