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listening to your voice of reason.”
    “But−”
    “Nope.” Rayna hushes me, waving her arms out in the air as she stumbles toward the kitchen.
    I glance at Emmie. “Slate and her?”
    “Yeah,” she leans forward, rubbing her temples, “they were the real deal. Rayna loved him. Him cheating on her, it crushed her. She wasn’t always this much of a hard-ass. He did that to her. He hurt her bad. She cried for an entire week, and the only way she could get over him was to leave the Bayou, leave her family, and leave everything else she loved, Lady included.”
    “Her dog,” I say, recalling Rayna mentioning her.
    “Yep,” Emmie says, falling back against the sofa. “At least you don’t have a past with Zeke. Your Declan should be the easiest to break.”
    “Are we really going through with this?” I lower my voice. “It’s ridiculous, don’t you think?”
    “Rayna needs it.” Emmie sighs. “And I want Jax, so if I have to break him to get him, then that’s what I plan to do. I guess if you don’t want to join the pack, you could just let Rayna know.”
    “Right.” I snort. “You know as well as I do that Rayna’s never going to let me out of this.”
    “That’s because you’re one of us now. Oh,” she flays a hand in the air, “it’ll be fun. Zeke isn’t a damn superhero or anything. He’s just a guy.”
    I slump back beside her. “Oh, I don’t know. He just might be a superhero.” I laugh. I just can’t figure out which one wears the mask—the guy I met at the park or the player I encountered at the bar.
    “Who’s a superhero,” Rayna asks carrying three glasses with a full bottle of wine wedged between her side and arm.
    “Zeke,” Emmie says, sitting up.
    “Hmm.” She tilts her head. “He could be.” She sets the glasses and bottle on the table before sitting down on the floor. “Slate is really superman, ya know.” She giggles, working on the corkscrew until it pops. She starts to fill our glasses. “Zeke’s the avenger.”
    “Oh, yeah,” Emmie says. “The boy could fight, and he always picked the biggest jerk in the crowd. Remember that time he kicked Ryker Waller’s ass for making fun of Bucky Morris’ lisp? He hung the jerk from his jeans on the fence at Spray Park.” She starts laughing.
    “Yes!” Rayna laughs too. “And Grams showed up. She scolded Zeke in front of everyone and then made him help Ryker down. She was a spitfire. If anyone could handle those boys, it was Grams.” Rayna sets the wine bottle on the coffee table. “I loved Grams.” She sighs and looks at me. “After their parents died, they moved here to live with her. She passed away my senior year. It really messed up Slate. Jax had to take over the store, but Zeke, the youngest one, kept it together. He stayed strong. I always liked Zeke and,” she pauses to look up at me, “I know that you’re going to like him too. Promise, Lurlene. Just take a crack at him. You’ll be surprised what you might find if you can break him open.”
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER SEVEN

     
    Situated on a stool in the corner of the room, I lift my glass of wine poured from a little plastic bottle as expected. I’m alone at JZS tonight. I figured it was high time for me put down the book to study my sexy novel subject. After I overheard Emmie mention that Zeke was fighting tonight, I decided to get dressed and come observe. I must admit, though, I want to see him in action. Not to mention I’ve been thinking about what he might look like without a shirt, which is uncommon for me.
    No guy has ever kept me up at night. I learned not to indulge in such things early on in high school. It helped to stay focused on my studies. Besides, living under the same roof with five guys didn’t leave much to wonder about boys. From the ‘girl stories’ to their every idiotic action, I’ve also learned that when it comes to the male species, they are testosterone-driven boneheads.
    People think I’m still a virgin