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are?” Her voice was icy but she didn’t give either man a chance to reply. Instead she turned her focus back to said children.
    “Since when do you two get up and leave the house without letting me know where you’re going? Since when?”
    Her voice was calm and that was a bloody miracle. Still, the twins—or at least Harry—knew that he was in trouble. His eyes slid from hers as he tried to swallow the banana in his mouth and once he accomplished that, he stared at the table in silence.
    “Sabrina,” Teague said. Her hand shot up to stop him before he got started, and she cocked her head at her daughter. Morgan met her gaze full-on and at any other time she would have taken a moment to admire her daughter’s spunk. But right now she was furious.
    “We wanted to let you sleep because you were crying a lot last night.”
    Like a balloon stuck with a pin her anger deflated. Oh God. They’d heard her? It was like a punch to the gut.
    “And you looked like a princess, like sleeping beauty.” Those words came from Harry and Sabrina fought to keep her shit together. She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream.
    Sabrina’s mouth tightened and, ignoring the men, she took a step forward, wincing once more as pain spread out from her big toe. “I’m going to make this perfectly clear. Never.
Never
leave the cottage without telling me. Understand? The lake is right out there and it can be dangerous. You both know this.”
    Harry nodded, his precious bottom lip trembling, while Morgan reached for another blueberry.
    “Do you understand?” Sabrina asked again, her words directed at her daughter. “You know the rules, Morgan. If you can’t follow them, then we’ll have to pack up and go back to the city.”
    “But I hate the city,” Morgan said. Her eyes, so much like Sabrina’s, were dark and stormy.
    “Then you’ll follow the rules.” Sabrina’s gaze moved to the men. “And Teague will follow them as well or else.”
    Teague took a sip from his mug, a half smile on his face. “Or else what?”
    Sabrina’s eyes flashed. “Trust me, you don’t want to know.”
    He held her gaze a heartbeat longer and when Sabrina finally tore her eyes away, she had the distinct feeling that if the kids weren’t there he would have said something entirely inappropriate.
    “Sabrina, everything okay? Besides these two rascals giving you a heart attack?”
    She turned to Josiah. He had a few inches on Teague and that was saying something considering Teague was pushing six-four. The carpenter was like a bear, with wide shoulders and long muscular legs. With his shaved head and assortment of tattoos, he was a bit of a roughneck, but it was the kind of roughneck a lot of women found irresistible. He had a ready smile, nice eyes, and a great big laugh that was contagious. He’d always been a bit of a player though, and she wondered if he’d finally settled down.
    “It’s going,” she said slowly. She didn’t want to talk about herself. “What about you? Anything new?”
    Josiah shrugged and smiled. “Nah. Same old, same old.”
    “No woman in the picture?” Small talk had never been her thing but she attempted to be polite.
    Josiah cleared his throat. “Not since Katie McKelvie demanded a ring.”
    “Oh?” Sabrina’s eyebrow shot up. She remembered Katie. Blond. Big boobs. Nice smile. The woman filled out a bathing suit the way it should be.
    “She wasn’t the one.”
    That made Sabrina smile. “But I’m sure you had fun figuring that out.”
    “You want a coffee?” Teague interrupted.
    “No,” she responded without thinking, even though the smell was to die for.
    “Mommy, Mr. Josiah said that the Ribfest is this weekend.” Harry smiled sweetly. “Are we going to go?”
    “I want to go,” Morgan piped up. “I love ribs.”
    Sweet Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Ribfest was the last thing on her mind these days. The thought of jostling crowds made her cringe. She’d never been the one to do festivals—that had