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     At least Tuck had better be on his side. Jace was Tuck’s friend, yes, but Logan was
     like a brother. Not to mention his boss and commanding officer. If it came right down
     to it, Logan would pull rank. Hell, he could order Tuck to put in a good word for
     him with Emma or else.
    When leggy blondes with curves like Emma’s were involved, a man had to bend the rules.
    How the hell long was it going to take Becca’s family to get inside so he could meet
     Emma officially? Logan glanced out the window again and noticed Tyler’s truck was
     now parked in the drive, as well. If people continued to arrive at this rate, it was
     about to get very crowded in the Jenkins’ house, but there was only one guest Logan
     was interested in now.
    “We’re here. Now this party can get started.” A familiar voice brought Logan around
     as Tuck’s younger brother came through the door. “Sorry I’m late, bro. Somebody wasn’t ready when I got there.”
    Tyler’s sister, Tara, followed him in. She delivered a backhanded smack to Tyler’s
     gut after shooting him a look over his comment. “Hey. I had to pack a lot of stuff
     for this weekend.”
    “You sure as hell did. My truck was riding kind of low. Of course, that could be from
     you putting on some weight last semester.” Tyler grinned.
    “I did not.” A punch this time rather than a slap had Tyler frowning and rubbing his
     shoulder where she’d hit him.
    “It’s good to see you. Both of you. I’m glad you’re here.” Tuck stepped up to hug
     Tara. “Now quit the arguing. Becca’s parents and sister just got here. Don’t show
     them what heathens we are before the wedding. Okay?”
    “Afraid she’ll want to call it off? Don’t worry, Tuck. I’ll be sweet as pie. I promise.”
     Tara’s attempt to appear sweet made her look more devil than angel.
    She ignored Tuck’s burst of laughter at her declaration as she glanced at the others
     in the room. When her eyes reached Jace, standing and drinking his beer while wearing
     his usual amused grin, she scowled.
    “Jace.”
    “Tara.” Jace’s tone was as low and flat as hers had been.
    Those two were like oil and water, and always had been. Most likely, they always would
     be. The only thing they had in common was their love of Tuck, and their inexplicable
     dislike of each other. Logan figured they were all lucky they’d left their greeting
     at a single word and that it hadn’t been accompanied by the usual string of insults.
    Logan smiled. Some things never changed. Jace and Tara still fought like cats and
     dogs. The two younger Jenkins siblings still bickered, even at the age of—how old
     were they? Tuck had already said Tyler was twenty-four. Tara was two grades behind
     Tyler in school so she should be about twenty-one, or maybe twenty-two by now.
    God, that made Logan feel old. He’d changed Tara’s diaper once or twice when she was
     a baby. He’d been seventeen years old and babysitting on a Saturday night instead
     of being out with his friends—at that time, changing a diaper full of baby shit was
     the dead last thing he wanted to do.
    “Logan.” Tara moved across the room. She wrapped her arms around him and aimed a kiss
     at Logan’s mouth. He turned his head a fraction of an inch at the last minute. If
     he hadn’t, it would have been a full-on lip-lock.
    What the hell was that? Her greeting to him was a far cry from the pouting, juvenile
     one she’d given Jace.
    Logan still thought of Tara as a child, but pressed up against him as she was, from
     tits to thighs, it was obvious she was all grown up now, and she wanted him to know
     it. He cringed at his own thoughts—he didn’t even want to think of the word tits in relation to the girl he’d spent most of his life thinking of as a sister.
    “Hi, Tara.” He pulled back, though her arms stayed around his neck.
    “I’ve missed you. It’s so good to see you again.” Her face remained a little too close
     for his