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to explain to his sister he’d been hard as hell on every date with Kara but she didn’t feel the same. That when he’d pulled her in close she’d go stiffer than a brick. That if he kissed her, she quickly laughed with unmistakable nerves while pulling out of his arms. It was like being whipped every damn time and he couldn’t stomach it anymore. “You should have ran this by me first.”
    Her hands fisted. “I didn’t think you’d agree.”
    She was right about that. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for her to be here.”
    “Too bad. Contracts are signed. It’s been a long time. I know she changed back then, but I’m confident she’s different now.”
    His jaw hardened. “She changed” put it lightly. Sweet little Kara Duncan became the joke of the town with John. There wasn’t one place he could recall that she didn’t hook up with John. Not one party she didn’t attend with him. Not one piece of clothing that could be considered decent. Each time, seeing her flushed, her eyes heavy as she stared into another man’s face with another man’s hands on her ass, ripped his insides apart. Indigestion ripped through his gut over the memories. “I’m glad we’re staking our business reputation on your confidence.”
    Whitney only shook her head. “Did y’all find a way to work it out today?”
    He crossed his ankle over his knee trying to get comfortable. Saying these words would never be comfortable. “She wants to forget and move on.”
    “And you?”
    “I don’t have much of a choice, do I?” Not that he ever did. Not when it came to Kara. He was always left wanting more. “So we’re going to forget and move on. Since when is the business not doing well?”
    One of Wade’s ancestors was considered the Henry Ford of the tractor world. A few generations down the road and they sold the business for a pretty penny, but Wade, like his dad, invented new accessories to make farming more efficient. All those ideas were tested at Chester Farms before being sent out to their commercial farms in different parts of the country. Then sold to the highest bidder out of the company. Right now he had a radiator-water cleaning system coming down the line that would only pad what he’d thought were considerably thick bank accounts. When it was a hundred-plus and dry as a skeleton’s ass, a farmer would be in love with this product.
    Whitney smiled. “We’re fine. If Kara’s jams and such take off, that’ll boost the home-values look of Chester Farms that Momma always liked. I said what I needed to get Kara back home. She was hedging on the phone when we talked. I told her we could use the extra marketing and that got her to agree. Just a little white lie.” Her smile slipped and she looked down at her paperwork. A heavy breath eased out of her and her shoulders fell. “I know you don’t want her here, but I lost my best friend when the two of you broke up. I’d do anything to have her back.”
    Guilt weighed heavy. “I still don’t get why she quit talking to you.”
    Whitney picked up a wad of mail and turned back to her computer. “Because when a girl wants to bitch about the man in her life, she doesn’t want to do it with his sister.”
    What would Kara have bitched about? Hell, there’d been nothing to complain about. Except maybe that she was bored out of her mind every time they went out. Still didn’t seem like that was enough. Kara had moved on the next day anyway. If anything, she’d want to talk about John.
    He pushed out of the chair and headed out front to put the tractor under the shed. There were a couple days left before opening weekend and he had to get this place cleaned up. His older brother was tied up at his jewelry store, leaving Wade to pick up the slack. Not that Tate often helped on the farm, but he was usually around for preparations to openings. Before today, Wade would have said it sucked to have to do all the work alone. Now that Kara arrived? Bring it.
    Just him,