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    Much to her surprise, she couldn’t wait to use them again. She hoped the batteries were fresh and the McDavid men were horny. Considering their past history together? The odds were in her favor.

Chapter Five

    Luke returned with a check in hand, hoping Mrs. Carpenter was intuitive enough to realize this was one time she couldn’t offer a quick solution to the damage they’d caused. In matters of skinned shins, Mrs. Carpenter was a pro, but this was different. They weren’t talking scratches and bruises. They’d broken Lucy’s heart, and mending the holes they’d left there would take some time, not to mention tender loving care.
    Luke stood just inside the enclosed porch watching Lucy as she slowly turned scrapbook pages. “This is from the Saltville Horse Show,” she said. “I think it was the summer of ’97.”
    “You’re right,” Mrs. Carpenter said, tapping her finger on a laminated page. “I remember that July well. Rex had a new sports car, and we couldn’t keep him in the saddle. He wanted to cruise and pick up women.”
    “Imagine that,” Lucy muttered.
    Luke peered over her shoulder, and she flipped to the center of the book. The next picture was one he remembered well. It was the day before his twenty-first birthday, and Lucy refused him a drink of alcohol but offered him a kiss instead. He’d declined, pissed because she wouldn’t give in and pour him a drink of liquor. He lost out in the end, just as the black-and-white snapshot portrayed.
    His brother earned the smooch and the shot of whiskey. Luke never wondered which tasted better.
    The next image was another priceless moment. He was about fourteen, which meant Lucy would’ve been fifteen and Rex would’ve been around eighteen. They were posing next to a solid black Shetland pony. Lucy traced the photo as if she were trying to remember something. Suddenly, she looked up. “What was it we said about Luke and Shetland ponies?”
    “I don’t recall,” Mrs. Carpenter replied, staring at the check Luke passed her way.
    Lucy grinned, acknowledged Rex’s reentry by a wave of her finger, and said, “I bet he remembers.”
    “Yep,” he replied, smirking. “I sure do.”

    * * * *

    Lucy closed one eye, as if that alone would restore her memory. “Wait a minute. I know what it was.” She studied the picture again. “We teased Luke and called him the Shetland pony. He was the shortest fellow in our group, but he had this larger-than-life personality. He may have been little, but he always stood out in a crowd.”
    “You know why, too,” Luke remarked, his carnal tone deliberate.
    Rex laughed. “Don’t get carried away there, little brother. They nicknamed you ‘the Shetland pony’ because you were always ready to give free rides, but after a buck or two, the gals lost interest and you copped a bad attitude.”
    “That wasn’t true. He picked up the nickname long before he had his way with the ladies,” Lucy said.
    “I had a reason to have a chip on my shoulder,” Luke said, frowning. “My brother ran off with my girl.”
    “You should’ve known he’d bring me back,” Lucy told him.
    “Nothing in life is certain,” Luke said. “In love and war, we all fly by the seat of our pants.”
    “Oh quit your whining, boy,” Mrs. Carpenter said. “At least Rex had the good decency to share.”
    Laughter filled the room, and Mrs. Carpenter grabbed a bright-orange cardigan draped over a nearby wicker chair. “Lucy, I’ve got to get out of here while the getting is good. When I return from vacation, I hope to see you.”
    “I’ll be around.”
    “I think so, too,” Mrs. Carpenter said. Turning to the McDavid brothers, she added, “If you need anything, call, but you’d better not bother me unless it’s life or death.”
    With those parting words, she slid a kiss on each of their cheeks and disappeared down the hall. After a quiet moment turned into an uncomfortable silence filled with heated, desire-filled gazes