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after her.
    “To hell in a handbasket!” she yelled.
    “Okay then, bring coffee back with you,” Duke said as she marched off down the street.
    The bell rang when she entered her sister-in-law’s hair salon. “You know what I hate most in the world?” she began as the door slammed behind her. “I hate Heath ‘I think I am scary when really I am not’ Marsterson. You know why I hate him?” Laney looked at the two women who stared back at her.
    “No, honey, why do you hate him?” her sister-in-law, Mary, asked.
    “Because he is a man who thinks he can tell me what to do and he is a big, old—” Laney fought for the vilest and meanest thing she could come up with to describe Heath but the only thing that came to mind was, “Dead man walking!” Breathing hard she paced the room.
    Mary nodded in understanding. “Well honey, I’m guessing Friday didn’t go as well as you’d hoped.”
    Laney stopped pacing and frowned at the tiny redhead. “No, it was great, more than great.” She waved her hand dismissively. “It was what he did after. He told Duke!” She started pacing again as the woman couldn’t contain her laughter anymore.
    “Ah, honey, he called your big brother on you? What the hell did he say?” Mary asked as she tried to get herself under control.
    “That he had to escort me home ’cause I was walking around town like some sort of sinner!” Laney turned and pointed a finger at Mary. “Tell me honestly, Mary, did you make me look like a whore, ’cause I don’t think I looked like one.” Mary opened her mouth to answer, but Laney cut her off. “You know what, don’t worry about it! I know I looked hot, and so does Mr. Dead Man Walking.” Laney turned and caught sight of one of the other women, who was having Mary trim her hair.
    Clara gave her a smile and wink, so much like her brothers. “So you and my brother?” Clara asked. For a second Laney had wanted the floor to open up and swallow her, but Clara’s question had Laney’s eyes narrowing.
    “There is no me and your brother. There is me, and there is your brother, there is no us!” Laney sat in the vacant chair and huffed.
    “Okay then.” Clara said as she rolled her eyes. “He does have the ability of getting on your last nerve. Trust me, as his little sister, it’s something I’ve gotten used to over the years.”
    “Well, I don’t have to put up with it!” Laney growled. Clara smiled with understanding before she reached down into her bag and pulled out her vibrating phone.
    “Speak of the devil.” Her muttered words had Laney’s eyes narrowing again.
    “Hey big bro, I’m at the salon, what’s the problemo?” Clara asked. “Erm, have I seen Laney?” She looked at Laney who leaned forward holding out her hand.
    Clara shrugged and handed the phone to her.
    “Yes, Clara has seen me, and no, I don’t want to speak to you, you coward,” Laney told him as all the ladies in the salon choked on their laughter.
    “Are you still mad, my beta?” Heath’s deeply growled question sent a shiver down her spine before she could stop it.
    “Stop calling me that,” Laney whispered into the phone as she shot out of the chair and turned away from the others.
    “Why?” He sounded honestly curious.
    “Because you ran to my brother like a five-year-old who had his scooter stolen. I thought what we did was fun. I enjoyed it but if it was really that bad and you didn’t want to do it again, you could have just told me. I’m a big girl, I would’ve understood, you didn’t need to run to Duke so he could go all big brother and try to stop me coming near you again.” Laney walked out to the front step of the salon and looked around without really seeing anything.
    He must really have been embarrassed when she threw herself at him. Dear God, why had she done that? The shame was nearly choking her.
    “Hold on, what?” Heath’s voice stopped being teasing and seductive. “Laney, why do you think I went to