looking out for us for the last couple of months.” Ivy’s eyes went huge as she turned and stared at Cleo. “You’re not serious. You’re a yoga instructor. What can you do to protect us from a crazed nut job who wants to marry my sister and might want to kill us off? Downward Dog? Warrior’s Pose?” Rayne winced and glanced at Garrett whose face had gone dangerously hard. Cleo laughed lightly and lifted an arm, making a muscle. “I’m tougher than I look, Ivy and I’m licensed to carry.” Rayne walked over and touched Ivy’s shoulder. “She taught me everything I know about self-defense, Ivy. She’s good.” Asher stared at Cleo and smiled slightly. “A yoga instructor slash body guard? And you told me you were just hanging out with the Nyman sisters for kicks.” Cleo grinned and glanced at Asher from beneath her lashes. “You’re on a need to know basis.” Asher grinned back at her and Rayne rolled her eyes. “Regardless, there’s nothing to worry about. I’ve got this covered okay?” Ivy and Cleo looked at her doubtfully and Rayne tried to smile. At least she hoped she did . A few minutes later, Garrett, Becket and Asher left, promising to be back the next day. Ivy stared out the window at them pulling out of the driveway and smiled slightly. “Do you think Becket’s cute?” she asked no one in particular. Rayne looked up with a quick smile. Ivy had always done a good job of keeping men at arm’s length. Dealing with OCD and the depression that came along with it had affected her attraction to men. She’d just been completely uninterested. Seeing her sister’s obvious interest in a good looking, healthy man was a sign that she really was on the way to recovery. “He’s gorgeous,” she said firmly, looking at Cleo pointedly. Cleo shrugged. “How could I notice Becket when Asher was in the room? Now that man is beautiful.” Rayne laughed. “They’re okay, but come on, compared to Garrett they’re kind of faded at the edges, don’t you think? I mean, when Garrett walks into the room, what’s the use in looking at anyone else?” Cleo and Ivy looked at each other and burst out laughing. Rayne winced and looked between the two. “ What? What did I say?” Ivy shook her head and kicked her legs up on the couch. “I believe you just admitted that you are totally into our handsome landscaper.” Rayne sniffed and looked at Cleo. Cleo smiled and nodded. “She’s right, but who cares. Oh and by the way Ivy, Asher was telling me he’s on the lookout for a lead singer for his band. His last singer ditched them and they’re about to break up unless they can find someone fast.” Ivy’s eyes brightened in excitement even though her body language remained relaxed and uncaring. “Oh yeah? What kind of music do they play?” Cleo shrugged and straightened a pleat in her skirt. “Alternative Rock. They do a lot of covers too. Asher is the one who writes their original music. You should talk to him about it. That song you wrote last week was beautiful. It would be a shame if no one ever heard it.” Rayne blinked in surprise and threw a pillow at Ivy. “A new song? And you didn’t tell me?” she said feeling a little hurt that her sister would share it with Cleo but not her. Ivy blushed and pulled some of her hair over her face. “Sorry Rayne, but you always just tell me everything I do is amazing. I needed an