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more muscular, and, well, sexier. He was also bald, something she’d always found attractive in men. But Trey would never hear of shaving his head, as if by doing so he would lose his hair permanently—or maybe the distinguished image he’d been so careful to cultivate.
    â€œNice to meet you too,” she said to Clyde, knowing it was what Trey wanted her to say. The truth was, the man had just gotten out of prison, handsome and sexy or not. Ivana couldn’t lose sight of the fact that trouble could still be in his system and she wanted as little to do with him as possible.
    When Clyde gave her a hug rather than a handshake, Ivana found herself unexpectedly enjoying the feel of his hard body pressed against hers, no matter how brief. Her nipples got a tingling sensation during the experience, causing her to blush. She hoped neither Clyde nor Trey noticed.
    â€œThanks for letting me chill here for a while,” Clyde told her in a deep, masculine voice.
    â€œDon’t worry about it,” she said with a sweep of her hand. “You’re family. Whatever happened in the past stays there, as far as I’m concerned.”
    â€œI feel the same way,” Trey added. “Make yourself at home, little brother.”
    With a straight face, Clyde kept his eyes on Ivana as he said, “I’ll try my best and hope I don’t wear out my welcome.”
    Ivana gave him a tiny smile. She supposed they would get along just fine so long as he remembered he was a temporary guest and not a permanent resident, even if Trey might have had other ideas.
    Clyde found himself unable to break away from staring at the gorgeous woman his brother had married, making him even more envious of Trey. The photo Trey had sent him in prison hardly did her justice. She was tall and naturally slender, with nice breasts that practically clung to the fabric of the designer jersey dress she wore. He loved the long braids that almost seemed to float across her narrow shoulders. She smelled good, too. It had been too long since he’d breathed in the sweet scent of a woman.
    Clyde had to check himself to control his unbidden desire to have Ivana right there on the spot. He wasn’t sure if it was his attraction to Trey’s wife in particular, or a sexual draw to any halfway decent-looking woman after going nine years without any action to satisfy his strong libido. He didn’t want to find out.
    â€œWell, think I could use a nice shower before supper,” he said, forcing his eyes to turn to Trey.
    â€œI’m sure you could.” Trey put a hand on his shoulder. “Why don’t I show you your room. It’s got its own bathroom, so you can take it from there.”
    â€œSounds good.” Clyde gave Ivana a half grin. “Catch you later.”
    â€œI’ll try not to fall down before then,” she said with a twinkle in her multi-colored eyes.
    In the shower, Clyde was still thinking about the last words to come from his sister-in-law’s full lips. He liked that she had a sense of humor. Or was she serious? He imagined he would catch her in a heartbeat every time. Could Trey say the same about his wife? Or was Trey still pining for the women he’d been shacking?
    Clyde allowed the soap to stream down his face along with hot water. He could have stayed in there all day, sort of cleansing the filth of incarceration from his body. Clyde doubted that the past nine years could ever go away entirely. Not when every time he saw his brother it reminded him of everything he’d missed out on in life. Including being with a woman of his own whom he could love and would love him back just as much, whatever his shortcomings. The fact that he had sacrificed his own freedom to stop Willie Munroe from raiding Trey’s property, and possibly going after his brother for the hell of it, also irked Clyde. Trey would never know just how much he’d respected him—loved his