She didn’t pry, but Brodix no longer felt the need to keep secrets from her either. He trusted Sarah. Apparently, he had good instincts, because they’d been at the cookout less than an hour before Sammy gave Brodix a look that said he approved of her. Vance hadn’t been far behind. His mom was so taken with Sarah that Brodix was having a hell of a time getting any alone time with her. If he could only get Reilly and River to stop glaring, he’d be in business. That was the least of his problems though. At the moment, Sarah was his problem. She was killing him. He leaned across the picnic table and muttered, “One more lick and I’m dragging you out of here. To hell with the cookout.” Sarah went utterly still, and her face flamed. “Behave,” she muttered. Brodix cursed as she took another lick of the pralines and cream. “I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I think I’m jealous of that damn cone.” She laughed. “It’s just an ice-cream cone. Everyone here has one.”
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