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wouldn’t dwell on him today. She had her house to think of. And that meant she needed to get dressed and meet the builders.
    She threw on some comfy jeans and a t-shirt, and finger combed her mess of curls before padding downstairs. Taking a look at all the boarded up windows, she had a moment of despair. So much damage. And not even a call from Aaron. Did he even know an F-3 took a little touchdown in his home town? Probably not.
    But at least Red Cap was okay. The sign out front had blown over, but it wasn’t anything that had to be dealt with immediately. She did close up for a couple days though, since several of her employees needed time off. People would be busy cleaning up. There wouldn’t be time for hanging out in a bar.
    Music blared from somewhere, the sexy twang of Brantley Gilbert filtering through the open spots in her walls. Annie peered through the giant hole that used to be her laundry room. Whatever she’d expected to see, it wasn’t a bright-eyed, curvaceous, woman in a hardhat wielding a hammer.
    She stopped mid swing, looking at Annie in shock. Her dark skin was already glistening with sweat. “Oh, hey there. You surprised me. R and R said you wouldn’t be home. Jackasses. Did we wake you?”
    Annie waved her off. “No worries. Who’s R and R?”
    A man who might as well have been Mr. Sexy Twang Gilbert’s twin, walked by carrying a stack of two by fours. He bent to drop them on the ground.
    “Not there,” the woman called. “Set ‘em off to the side.”
    He went a few more steps and dropped the load. Pulling up, his gaze fell on Annie and stayed there until she felt the urge to check her hair. Or brush her teeth. Dang, she hadn’t brushed her teeth.
    “I’m Tana,” the woman said, sticking her hand out for a shake.
    “Annie.”
    Tana nodded, gesturing to the man as two more brought around a load of supplies. “This here’s Owyn. And these beautiful bastards are the ones responsible for the pre-rooster wakeup.”
    The two men strolled forward all casual with friendly smiles.
    The one with dark wavy hair and a native complexion spoke first. “I’m Renner, and this is Ryan, my brother.”
    “In law,” Ryan interrupted.
    Renner winced. “Yep, he’s still a little sore I ma…rried his sister, but what can I say.” He shrugged, with a grin. “Worth it.”
    Ryan rolled his eyes. “Sorry we woke you, ma’am. We were under the impression you wouldn’t be staying here during the repairs.”
    Annie frowned. “No, I’m definitely staying here. I don’t have anywhere else to go.”
    Ryan glanced at Renner who looked increasingly uncomfortable.
    “It’s just that… the work zone can be dangerous. We can’t take chances like that.”
    “But I’ll stay out of the way. And…” She had to think of something to convince them, because she wasn’t leaving her home. “I can cook for you.”
    She saw the way their mouths practically drooled at the mention of food. Tana nodded, a smirk on her lips.
    “Yeah, I can cook. I bet y’all haven’t even had breakfast yet, am I right?”
    “Damn dogs didn’t exactly invite us to eat. And everywhere in town is closed. If I’m flat honest, we had gas station breakfast burritos.”
    Annie grinned wide. “See? You need me. Just think of me as part of the crew for the next few days. You all do the hard labor, and I’ll make sure you’re well fed. Deal?”
    Renner glanced at Ryan, then Tana and Owyn.
    “I’m not saying no to food,” Owyn rumbled. His voice matched his body. Thunderous. The guy looked like he could bench press a Hummer.
    Renner sighed. “Yeah, okay. We’d appreciate it. But on one condition. You stay inside while we’re working. Agree?”
    “Sure, but… there’s no door so outside, inside… it’s all sorta open to definition isn’t it?”
    Ryan narrowed his eyes. “You’re trouble aren’t you?”
    “Nope. I’m just used to running the show.” She turned, calling over her shoulder, “Breakfast will be