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down to Florida a few months before he deployed and had taken an immediate dislike to Kourtney. “Yeah, I think even Mom would like Alex.”
    “Speaking of Mom, did you ever ask her why she hated Kourtney?”
    “No.” He’d been too angry at the time, too ready to defend his girlfriend and certain his mother had taken one look at Kourtney and dismissed her.
    “Then maybe you should give her a call and ask that now before you propose to one of them.”
    “Hey, not all of us find our future wives after Mom bids on them for a charity auction.”
    Now it was Adam’s turn to chuckle. “And for the first time in my life, I was glad Mom decided to play matchmaker. But seriously, she’s a good judge of character, and maybe she saw something in Kourtney you’d been blind to.”
    “I’ll think about it.” He checked his watch again. It was 5:02 p.m. “I’ve got to run now, though. Another fake date with Alex.”
    “From what I’m hearing, there’s nothing fake about them. Admit it—if you hadn’t met Kourtney first, would you have fallen for Alex?”
    Caleb didn’t answer. Instead, he hung up to keep from admitting to his older brother how spot-on he’d been.
    And to keep from admitting to himself that maybe he’d been chasing the wrong sister.

Chapter Five
     
    “Hello, Caleb,” Jermaine said with a wave as he entered the garage.
    “Hey,” he said, waving back, wondering how many people in Jackson Grove already knew his name after the past couple of days. “Where’s Alex?”
    “She went upstairs about fifteen minutes ago to get cleaned up. Said you was to go up and make yourself comfortable until she was done.” The black man rolled a tire across the garage to the stack in the corner. “You should’ve been here earlier, though. You missed seeing Kourtney more pissed off than a drenched cat.”
    He paused at the staircase. Was Alex’s plan working? “What do you mean?”
    Jermaine grinned. “She had her prissy ass more uptight than usual on account of you and Alex neckin’ all over town.”
    “We haven’t been necking.”
    “That ain’t what my mama said. She said you was more interested in Alex than dessert, and everyone in town knows how good my mama’s peach cobbler is.”
    Caleb started putting two and two together. “Your mother is Miss Ada?”
    “Yep. But getting back to Kourtney, she was yelling and screaming at Alex to keep her hands off you or else.”
    Damn—Alex’s plan was working. He’d gotten glimpses of Kourtney’s jealous side while they were dating, but he’d never imagined she would threaten her sister. “And what did Alex say?”
    Jermaine’s grin widened. “Maybe you should let Alex tell you that.”
    “Tell him what?” Alex asked from the top of the staircase. She took a couple of steps and then turned to drag down a large ice chest behind her.
    “Here,” Caleb said, running up the stairs, “let me help you with that.”
    “Thanks.” She waited for him to grab the other end and hoisted it up with him. “Bubba said to bring plenty of adult beverages.”
    “How many people is he expecting?” The cooler felt like it had about three cases of longnecks and enough ice to bury them in it.
    “Just the six of us.”
    “And will we be able to safely drive back?”
    “Probably not, but if that’s the case, Bubba has a couple of guest rooms and a few tents.”
    His mind immediately went to sharing a tent with Alex after a few beers, to imagining what it would be like to share a sleeping bag with her, their naked bodies entwined. The blood rushed to his dick, and his grip loosened on the cooler.
    “Hey, Earth to Caleb. I can’t carry this on my own.”
    Alex’s voice snapped him from his erotic daydream. “Oh, sorry.” He lifted the ice chest high enough to cover his crotch and continued down the stairs. “I’m not sure we can fit this in my car.”
    “Not a problem since we’re taking my truck.” She steered him to the lot behind the garage and