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have a unique bond, a special connection. Much like the one you and Jimmy share.”
    Mandy choked on her drink then sputtered as she tried to pull herself together. “Jimmy and me? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “Uh-huh.” Sara took another bite then pulled the fork from her mouth with a moan of satisfaction. “I swear. Cally makes the best desserts.”
    Mandy started to protest, but Jimmy popped into the kitchen, interrupting them. His presence, the sensuality he exuded, derailed her train of thought. She licked her lips. Her stomach flipped over and sent signals to the tender spot between her legs.
    “Your room’s ready if you’d like to see it.” His grin was a like a high-intensity strobe light beaming into her, diving deeper inside her to surround her heart with golden warmth.
    She prayed her sex-weakened legs would hold her weight. “I’d love to.” Rising, she followed him up the stairs. One look at the way his bottom moved in his jeans had her dropping her head to watch each step. If she didn’t, she would’ve grabbed his butt and squeezed as hard as she could.
    “I hope this is okay.”
    Mandy followed Jimmy into the large room. In the center was an enormous bed, big enough to hold several people. An oversized rustic dresser and two nightstands stood against the walls, while a cozy sofa and square coffee table rested in the middle of the room. Southwestern-style blankets lay on the bed and sofa, while pictures of cowboys herding cattle depicted life on a ranch.
    She gasped, taking in the three vases of colorful flowers. “This is the guest room?”
    Jimmy’s forehead furrowed. “Yeah. Is something wrong? Don’t you like it?”
    “Of course I do. What’s not to like?” She ran a finger over the petal of a white rose. “Do all your guests get such lavish treatment?”
    He shrugged. “No. But everyone wanted to make you feel at home. You know, comfortable. You’re not allergic to flowers, are you?”
    She took his arm, felt the now-familiar zip race through her. “No, no. I’m crazy about flowers, and these are beautiful. It’s just that it’s so nice. I mean, we just met.”
    “What can I say? We know when we like someone. Besides, after what happened with your father, we kind of hoped these might help cheer you up.”
    His amber-flecked eyes dove into her and she had to force herself to move away from him. Still, she couldn’t keep the truth from coming out. “I like all of you, too.” She chuckled. “Weird, huh? Considering I just met everyone.”
    Remembering how her father had reacted blindsided her, taking a physical toll. She sought out the refuge of the bed and sat on its edge before her legs gave out. “I’ve got to wonder, though, if this is the guest room, what’s the master bedroom look like? Is it the size of a small house?”
    He laughed and placed her suitcase on top of the coffee table. “We’re Texans, you know. Everything’s big here.”
    Everything? She looked at his crotch before she realized what she was doing. A rush of heat slid up her neck and into her cheeks. “Um, but when did you have time to do this?”
    He sat next to her, his body’s warmth tickling the hairs on her arm. She inhaled, loving the musky, masculine scent. Yet underneath the initial aroma lay another, one that made her think of wild, passionate nights under a moonlit sky.
    “Sara has a garden out back, so the guys and I gathered a few posies and brought them upstairs while you two were in the kitchen.”
    She bowed her head, touched by their kindness. “Thank you. And tell the others thanks, too.”
    He nodded then leaned closer to her. They sat together in an easy silence. How could a man make her feel comfortable and on edge at the same time? One minute she was sure she could tell him anything, like a confidant she’d known for years. In the next, his simple presence clawed at her, urging her to rip off his clothes and ride him until he begged her to stop. When had