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anything to go by, you'll be a great mate.”
    Oh my God! They’re
all crazy!
    Laura pushed herself away from the strange redhead and stood up.
Her legs were shaky but she didn't need a lot of strength. She was leaving.
    “Last night Brandon took my sister home!” she practically yelled
at Renee. She could feel Tyler and Brandon nearby but couldn't bring herself to
focus on them.
    "She’s blonde, a size four, and wouldn't know one end of a
horse from the other!"
    A muffled laugh sounded and Laura finally faced the two men who
had both kissed her mere moments ago.
    “You two will never convince me that you truly both want me—not
with me as I am. Big, loud, opinionated, and I’m certainly not ever going to
fall meekly into some…some…” She struggled to find the word, “Weird ménage
relationship!”
    Both men opened their mouths and she turned to run away. She got
through the house and held tight to the bag still slung over her shoulder.
    The front path seemed much longer the second time around, and
her heart was thumping in anticipation as she hurried along the road to her
car. One of them would follow her, she was sure of it.
    “Laura wait !”
    Brandon. Shit. Laura fumbled with
her keys and opened the car door just as Brandon caught up with her.
    “Don't you dare touch me! ” He stopped
in his tracks, backed up, and came around her car, talking over the roof.
    “I'm sorry we laid all that on you at once. We didn't mean to
scare you off.”
    Hot tears pricked her eyes to see the big macho jerk looking
sorry.
    “What?” she demanded, blinking rapidly to dispel the tears.
    “Look, I don’t believe the legends either, but…”
    “But what?” Laura looked at
him, watching the fidgety restlessness in his hands as they moved from his hips
to the car and back again.
    “You’re special.”
    Laura rolled her eyes and huffed. She’d heard those lines
before, and not once had they been anything more than words.
    “I won’t believe that. Not after last night. You’ll never
convince me that you could like me after I know you picked up my sister.”
    Brandon clenched his jaw and his blue eyes pinned her.
    “Your sister is a good time. Not the kind of woman you take home
to your mother, and I bet that you’ve never dated a man like me either.”
    Laura glared at the man in front of her for a moment, angry at
Brandon for summing up her sister so easily. Their parents were dead, and Laura
saw Belle as a reflection of her.
    The problem was, despite the anger, he was right. She finally
glanced away and shrugged her shoulder. He had a point, but she was not going
to admit it.
    “I don’t know enough about you to judge that.”
    She glanced back at him and Brandon tilted his head, smiling at
her, his cheekiness obvious in every line on his face.
    “I’m a builder by trade. Love my family, but they say I have an
abrupt personality. I know I can be arrogant and I’m so honest I’ve been told
I’m cruel. I find it really hard to lie. I weigh about two hundred pounds and
the last time I checked, I only have about four percent body fat.”
    Laura’s breath hitched in her throat as her eyes fell to Brandon’s
massive biceps, and   the way his shirt clung to his thick
chest. She’d slipped her hands onto his belly while they’d kissed, and she’d
felt nothing but rock-hard abs and hot, smooth skin.
    She had to be honest. “No, you’re not like any of the men I’ve
dated.”
    She twisted her keys in her hand and shuffled her feet.
    “I know you need to go, Laura, but I can hear how fast and hard
your heart is beating.”
    What? How could he
know that?
    Brandon continued, “I know you feel this, too, so please just
think about it. We’ll be home all day tomorrow if you wanna ’
come by for a beer or something?”
    Laura nodded without meaning to and gave him a small smile. She
already knew where they lived. “I’ll think about it.”
    He gave her another smile that was so radiant it made her