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Brit’s lips were slightly tilted in the closest thing to a smile Trey had seen on his friend’s lips in a while.
    They hadn’t been earlier, though. Trey pulled his gaze from Brit and looked out over the railing into the front yard. The other six younger boys had enticed Trent and Bobby into a game of football. Trey didn’t see the play that had Dillon pumping his fist in the air as the memory of Brit’s angered face filled his vision. Brit had cornered Lena in the front parlor and she’d told him the true reason she was on the ranch. If Horace hadn’t threatened to take every bit of Brit’s exercise equipment away, Trey figured he’d still be eating dirt right about now. As it turned out, he’d only suffered a punch to the jaw that continued to throb like a bitch before the old man had stepped in.
    The four boy band completed their song and a comfortable silence fell over the porch, broken only by the grunts and smacks of the football game. Movement out of the corner of his eye had Trey looking back in time to see Horace and May rising from the porch swing to his right.
    “It’s time to call it day,” Horace announced loud enough to be heard by the athletes in the yard. “Rooster is gonna crow awfully early in the mornin’.”
    May stopped by Lena’s chair to bid her goodnight before moving to Trey. “You take her up and show her to Rowdy’s room. She can stay in there tonight.” She turned her head toward Lena, but not before Trey caught the sparkle of mischief in her eyes. “Don’t be afraid to speak your mind if you don’t like something about that room, honey. You’re more than welcome in any room on that third floor aside from Trent and Bobby’s.”
    Trey bit back a grin at the color that rose to Lena’s cheeks bright enough to shine red through the darkness. He pushed to his feet and pulled May in for a hug. “Thank you, ma’am. I’ll see to it she gets settled in comfortably.”
    May patted his cheek as she pulled back. “I know you will, son.”
    Obviously taking the cue it was time to head inside, Lena unfolded herself out of the rocking chair and walked to his side. “I have a bag in my trunk.”
    “Where are your keys? I’ll get it for you.”
    “It’s unlocked. There’s a button inside by the steering wheel that will release the trunk.”
    Trey glanced at Brit who hadn’t moved. “Why don’t you and Brit head on up? I’ll be right behind you after I get your bag.”
    He took the steps to the yard two at a time to her car. By the time he’d retrieved the overnight case she’d brought and returned to the porch, she and Brit had already disappeared inside. He found them inches from the stairs and slowed his step as he listened to their conversation.
    “How is your knee feeling?”
    “Better than ever.”
    Trey heard the lace of pain in his friend’s voice and knew damn well he wasn’t telling Lena the truth. Apparently, she knew it, too.
    “Are you lying?”
    Brit shot her a look as he held onto the handrail and moved gingerly up the stairs. “No, I’m fibbing.”
    Lena’s laugh was full of sultry amusement and music. “Should I get another ice pack? Maybe some pain meds? Both might help you sleep.”
    “Darlin’, the only way you’re gonna put another ice pack on my knee is if you’re planning to do it while you’re lying next to me all night. That’ll help me sleep.”
    She fell silent until they reached the third set of stairs as if she were actually considering what Brit had said. “I would, if thought you’d keep your hands to yourself.”
    “If memory serves, darlin’, you kissed me first earlier.”
    “In a moment of insanity, yes. And, if memory serves, you didn’t keep your hands to yourself then, either. I wonder why it is I’m thinking you wouldn’t be a good boy tonight.”
    “It’s just because you don’t know me well enough yet, sweet thing. Stay in my room and I’ll show you what a good boy I can be.”
    Trey snorted before he could