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the record, I agree with Joel. That was great. Thanks.”
She shrugged, rinsing bubbles from utensils and passing them to Joel to dry. “You’re welcome. And I estimate, then double. You know, to be able to feed you two bottomless pits.”
Their good-natured responses made her smile. That’s what she wanted from them—friendly, not sensual. If she could just keep them on the right track.
“Hey, you guys looking forward to college? What you got on your schedule this semester?” Jaxi wasn’t going to miss it. Not with the plans she was finally moving on, but there was a part of her that was real happy she’d gotten a chance to go for a few semesters.
“It’s all awesome. The technology classes—so incredible what they’ve got set up for using with the crop rotations and helping with the planning.” Joel leaned against the counter, the dishtowel fluttering in one hand as his face lit with excitement. “I’ve already managed to incorporate some of the information from last year into this coming season. I show Dad what I can as I learn it. By Christmas I hope to have more solid plans to be able to help arrange for our spring purchases.”
Jaxi shook her head in wonder. “Computers and crops. Never thought that would happen.”
“It’s only a part of it,” Jesse interrupted. “You wouldn’t believe the genetics classes. That’s my area of expertise.”
The boys rambled on for a bit, enthusiasm and energy quivering through them. Jaxi wiped down the counter and began breakfast preparations. Marion had different methods, but since she’d taken over in the kitchen, Jaxi did things her own way. And her way involved planning ahead.
“One of you grab me the oats, please? Your mom said there’s supposed to be a big bag tucked somewhere, but I can’t seem to find it.”
“I got it.” Travis slipped in through the swinging door and tilted his head toward the pantry. “Last time we did groceries, I had to put it up on the top pantry shelf.”
“Good timing, asshole. Dishes are nearly done.” Jesse snapped his towel at his older brother as Travis paced past.
Travis spun out of the way and nabbed Jaxi, tugging her against his body to use her as a shield. “I was working.”
“Working on skipping work.”
Travis’s forearm pressed hot against her belly where he held her close, dragging her across the room. “Now, now. I’m here and eager to be of assistance. Why don’t you kids go do your homework or something, and I’ll take good care of Jaxi for the rest of the night.”
Oh brother.
“I don’t think I need much taking care of.” Jaxi tugged on Travis’s arm until he released her. He turned to pull down a full twenty-five-pound bag of oats only after winking at her mischievously. This was a complication she hadn’t expected. It was bad enough having to fight off the twins’ attention, but Travis?
The boy didn’t take no for an answer very easily. Come to think of it, none of the Six Pack boys did. Except Blake, damn it all.
Travis carried the bag to the counter while Jaxi grabbed the other supplies she needed, dragging a Crock-Pot over and loading it with the fixings for overnight cooking.
She was in the middle of measuring vanilla when he stepped behind her again, reaching around to grab the brown sugar. He adjusted the lid carefully, organizing her supplies. All the while far too close, rubbing and bumping her at every chance.
Double oh brother.
She glanced across the room. Yeah, the twins had noticed. Joel opened his mouth, probably to lambaste Travis. She moved to cut him off—Travis’s damn competitive spirit would just encourage more attempts if Joel rubbed him wrong. It had taken a long time to figure out Travis’s weak spots, but now that she knew what they were, she had no objection to exploiting them.
“If you’re all going to hang out and get in my way, you may as well be useful. Jesse, grab me the eggs from the fridge. Joel, I need some cheese grated, about a cup,
She shrugged, rinsing bubbles from utensils and passing them to Joel to dry. “You’re welcome. And I estimate, then double. You know, to be able to feed you two bottomless pits.”
Their good-natured responses made her smile. That’s what she wanted from them—friendly, not sensual. If she could just keep them on the right track.
“Hey, you guys looking forward to college? What you got on your schedule this semester?” Jaxi wasn’t going to miss it. Not with the plans she was finally moving on, but there was a part of her that was real happy she’d gotten a chance to go for a few semesters.
“It’s all awesome. The technology classes—so incredible what they’ve got set up for using with the crop rotations and helping with the planning.” Joel leaned against the counter, the dishtowel fluttering in one hand as his face lit with excitement. “I’ve already managed to incorporate some of the information from last year into this coming season. I show Dad what I can as I learn it. By Christmas I hope to have more solid plans to be able to help arrange for our spring purchases.”
Jaxi shook her head in wonder. “Computers and crops. Never thought that would happen.”
“It’s only a part of it,” Jesse interrupted. “You wouldn’t believe the genetics classes. That’s my area of expertise.”
The boys rambled on for a bit, enthusiasm and energy quivering through them. Jaxi wiped down the counter and began breakfast preparations. Marion had different methods, but since she’d taken over in the kitchen, Jaxi did things her own way. And her way involved planning ahead.
“One of you grab me the oats, please? Your mom said there’s supposed to be a big bag tucked somewhere, but I can’t seem to find it.”
“I got it.” Travis slipped in through the swinging door and tilted his head toward the pantry. “Last time we did groceries, I had to put it up on the top pantry shelf.”
“Good timing, asshole. Dishes are nearly done.” Jesse snapped his towel at his older brother as Travis paced past.
Travis spun out of the way and nabbed Jaxi, tugging her against his body to use her as a shield. “I was working.”
“Working on skipping work.”
Travis’s forearm pressed hot against her belly where he held her close, dragging her across the room. “Now, now. I’m here and eager to be of assistance. Why don’t you kids go do your homework or something, and I’ll take good care of Jaxi for the rest of the night.”
Oh brother.
“I don’t think I need much taking care of.” Jaxi tugged on Travis’s arm until he released her. He turned to pull down a full twenty-five-pound bag of oats only after winking at her mischievously. This was a complication she hadn’t expected. It was bad enough having to fight off the twins’ attention, but Travis?
The boy didn’t take no for an answer very easily. Come to think of it, none of the Six Pack boys did. Except Blake, damn it all.
Travis carried the bag to the counter while Jaxi grabbed the other supplies she needed, dragging a Crock-Pot over and loading it with the fixings for overnight cooking.
She was in the middle of measuring vanilla when he stepped behind her again, reaching around to grab the brown sugar. He adjusted the lid carefully, organizing her supplies. All the while far too close, rubbing and bumping her at every chance.
Double oh brother.
She glanced across the room. Yeah, the twins had noticed. Joel opened his mouth, probably to lambaste Travis. She moved to cut him off—Travis’s damn competitive spirit would just encourage more attempts if Joel rubbed him wrong. It had taken a long time to figure out Travis’s weak spots, but now that she knew what they were, she had no objection to exploiting them.
“If you’re all going to hang out and get in my way, you may as well be useful. Jesse, grab me the eggs from the fridge. Joel, I need some cheese grated, about a cup,
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