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box. “I sell everything from pies to cream puffs, but cupcakes are my specialty. Your friend bought a dozen of my Seductive Strawberry ’cause all those geezers from the VFW hall like them. But they just like ’em ’cause the strawberry puree I use works better than their Metamucil. If you want to rope in the younger ones, you need to try my Frisky Fudge Fantasy. I use a dark chocolate guaranteed to rev the libido and make any man hornier than a buck during mating season.”
    “Dark chocolate does that?”
    “My dark chocolate does that. Mix it up myself with a secret recipe handed down from my great-grandmother. She used to own a brothel at one time and it’s been said the menfolk would come from miles around to sample her goodies. ’Course, most folks think goodies refers to something sexual, but I know better ’cause I got all her recipes. Anyhow, if you want to sign up the cowboys around here, just give ’em one of these.” She handed over the bakery box. “And there’s more where those came from. All I ask in return is that you help me hook up with my very own cowboy.”
    While Livi had seemed convinced about the cupcakes, Sabrina wasn’t nearly as gullible. Not after getting her leg kicked in. “Listen, Miss Sarah, I’d love to help, but—”
    “I know I ain’t no spring chicken. That’s why I need your help. See, I’m not the luckiest when it comes to men. Spent nearly twenty years with a drunk rat bastard who up and died on me and left me with three kids to raise and not one penny of life insurance. Went into business for myself doing the only thing I knew how. I made it, too. The thing is, on account of running my own business and raising my girls, I ain’t never had much free time to get out and meet many men. And I ain’t really trusted my own instincts after picking such a dud the first go-round.” She motioned to Sabrina. “But you could find me a decent guy. That’s what you do, right? Your specialty?”
    “Actually, I have a journalism major. Livi, my partner, is the marketing guru who actually designed the meet-and-greet system—”
    “But you find the men, right?”
    “Actually, we’re both here to find the men. Our friend Kat helps out, too, but she’s back in L.A. right now working on the website.”
    “A triple threat.” Sarah Jean grinned. “I like it.” Hope glimmered in her eyes. “So you and your partner help me, and I’ll help you.”
    No.
    That was her first instinct.
    She needed to fill her database, not search for one man for one particular woman.
    Then again, she wasn’t filling anything at the moment. She eyed the whopping two profiles she’d managed to complete in almost as many hours, before shifting her gaze back to Sarah. That, and she’d already committed herself to Melba. What was one more?
    The old woman wasn’t the ideal twenty-thirty-something they specialized in. Still, she was a strong, successful female. Determined and forthright. And she had the whole Mrs. Fields thing going on. Definitely a prize catch for any man over the age of seventy-five.
    Provided the men over seventy-five were fishing.
    There was only one way to find out.
    She smiled at the older woman. “You’ve got yourself a deal.”
    * * *
    H E WAS HAVING shitty luck.
    Billy came to that realization after a sleepless Saturday night spent tossing and turning and staring at the ceiling, followed by an exhausting Sunday spent busting his ass at every turn.
    “You suck,” Cole told him when he took time out from his broncs to watch Billy during a practice ride. “You’ll never make it through the semifinals like that.”
    “That’s what I’ve been telling him,” Eli said. “What happened to yesterday? You were so good.”
    “I had a late night.” A fruitless night spent digging for a bunch of money that may or may not exist. At least that was Billy’s take on the situation. To top it off, he’d spent the morning at his cabin trying to narrow down the flooring choices