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work on his car and put the rest into his savings account—which usually got ate up when something big went kaput.
    A loud wolf whistle split the air followed by Jason pushing past Kirkland to reach Shayla. Emmett turned toward the action.
    Shayla bounced down the rickety wooden steps onto the lawn. "Out of my way, boys."
    "You're not leaving us alone tonight, are you, Shayla?" Jason stepped in front of her.
    "Would you miss me?" Shayla cocked her hip.
    "Damn right, sweetheart." Jason looped his arm around Shayla's waist and dragged her forward. "Stay with me."
    "Can't." She kissed Jason's cheek and eyed Kirkland, almost daring him to fight for her. "I need to go pick up my cousin."
    "Does she look like you?" Jason stepped back.
    "Hands off her, douchbag. She's got more class than to fall for the likes of you." Shayla turned and hurried to her car.
    Emmett walked over and sat in his lawn chair. So, the mysterious cousin was going to come back and hang out at the park. His night suddenly got interesting.
    Nick walked out of the trailer. Kirkland turned to Nick and said, "Hey, can I bum a cig?"
    "Fuck off." Nick blew the smoke in Kirkland's direction.
    Lori and "Bill" Billiard strolled up to the burn barrel hand in hand. Emmett lifted a finger in welcome. By the end of the night, the married couple would walk their separate ways. Lori back to Lot 24. Bill would crash on someone's couch. That's if the cops weren't called on them for domestic disturbance first. Those in the park learned long ago that the Billiard's got off on fighting and making up.
    "How's work?" asked Bill.
    "Good." Emmett stretched his legs out and hooked his hands together behind his head. "If the damn suppliers could put their drivers on a route that included Federal, I'd be happier."
    "Still have a backlog?" Bill left Lori's side—his first offense for the evening.
    "Yeah." Emmett watched Lori glare at Bill before spotting Grace walking toward the lot and hightailing it to her friend. "Nothing has changed."
    Nothing ever changed in Federal.
    The same people ran the town, term after term. The bikers kept enough fear in people to keep the riffraff out with their presence and reputation. The schools thrived after each failed levy. The bars stopped serving at two o'clock in the morning, and on Sundays, the doors to every business in town closed for the day. Meanwhile, he scraped by in life owning the auto parts store in town and pretended tomorrow would be a new day. Glad for when his routine stayed the same.
    An emergency, an upheaval, and lack of funds broke everyone he knew. Cash made the difference between eating macaroni and cheese and going without a meal. He lowered his arms. He'd been on the wrong side of payday for too many years not to appreciate what he'd sacrificed and saved.
    He had a roof over his head. Friends at his door. He never had time alone to worry about much else, and he liked it that way.
    A rumble reached his ears. He lifted his gaze from the fire and found dust coming in his direction and Shayla's car barreling to her front yard next door and stopping. The night's entertainment had arrived.
    Nova.
    It sure in the hell wasn't the fact her parents named her after his favorite car that grabbed his attention. Underneath the stuck-up air she threw out, she barely hid the trailer park stamp on her nice, firm, round ass. The mix...fuck him. The mix turned him on.
    "Hey, we're back losers." Shayla bounded across the patch of weeds toward the crowd in front of Emmett's trailer. "Everyone, this is my cousin Nova. Nova, this is everyone else."
    Nova lifted her hand and smiled, sweeping her gaze from left to right and landing on Emmett. She cocked her brow at him and said, "Nice to meet...everyone."
    The others gathered around her as if she'd moved into the park and opened her door to every walking hard-on that strolled by. Emmett crossed his arms, content to watch. He had no idea why Nova put on a show for everyone. The others would accept her