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basically told Sophie she was making the neighborhood look like trash with the way the lawn appeared. She was right, of course. She wished she could ask Carletta to borrow her lawn mower, but noticed the other day that she hires a lawn service. She barely interacted with any of her other neighbors, her hesitation to let others in so ingrained from her past life. That only left Austin.
    Sophie took a deep breath, tried to wipe the fear from her body, and finally completed the motion of knocking. She realized after her knuckles hit the door that she barely made a sound. Simply impossible that he would've heard that even if he was standing right on the other side of the door.
    "Don't be a ninny, Sophie."
    She raised her hand again to knock harder when she noticed the doorbell. She knew right then, she would never get a loud enough knock out of her. Her nerves were wired high. She lowered her hand and gently reached for the doorbell, pressing lightly. She heard the ring echo throughout the house and almost fainted with apprehension as she waited in dread for him to answer the door.

Chapter 3
    Austin groaned as an irritating sound perforated his mind, making him throw an arm over his eyes to block it out. He realized that didn't work when he heard it again.
    "Austin, someone's at the door," Bethany whispered in a sleepy voice.
    Austin lifted his arm, glanced at Bethany and tried to remember how she got in his bed. He drank way too much last night all because he was trying to get one woman's face out of his mind. She didn't even like him that much and she was messing with his mind, his way of life.
    He couldn't remember having sex with Bethany. Another groan almost escaped from his lips, irritated that she was even in his bed. He could only blame one person—himself. He was the idiot who called her. He just wanted something to take his mind away and he definitely got that. It was the first time in his life he regretted sleeping with a woman. What was wrong with him?
    Bethany nudged him. "The door, Austin. Are you going to get it?"
    Austin muttered under his breath and grabbed his head in pain as he sat up. "I'm getting it. I have to head to the farm. I had a nice time, Bethany."
    Austin grabbed a pair of sweats lounging on the floor, put them on with an aching pain, and walked out of the room without another word. That was his nice way of saying get the hell out because he was done with her company.
    Austin groaned the whole way, wondering who was at his door this early in the morning. He glimpsed at the clock on the way to his destination, realizing it was already ten. It wasn't that early. He was surprised Zane hadn't called wondering where he was, but figured Zane knew he liked to enjoy his Friday nights. What a nice brother letting him sleep in. Of course, he also knew Zane probably left the nasty, annoying grunt work for him to finish. Maybe it wasn't so nice.
    Austin reached the door, pulled it open, and nearly fell over in surprise. "Sophie? Good morning." No other words surfaced as complete bafflement crossed his mind that she was at his front door.
    "You don't have a shirt on," Sophie blurted as her eyes slid up and down his chest.
    Austin grinned, his headache suddenly gone from her roaming eyes, enjoying the way her delicate stare brought him to an instant aching. "No, I don't. It didn't really occur to me to grab one."
    "Well, I mean, anyone could be on the other side of this door. Do you always answer the door in such a manner?"
    "No. This is the first time. I had a headache. I wasn't really thinking about it when the doorbell went off."
    "You have no headache now?"
    "Nope. Seems to have suddenly disappeared," Austin said smoothly.
    "Oh, well, you should get a shirt. You know, never mind. I'll just leave," Sophie said, clearly embarrassed, as she turned around.
    Austin reached out and grabbed her arm gently, feeling the sudden jerk in her body.
    "Don't touch me," she exclaimed.
    "I'm sorry. Please don't leave," Austin