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Tonight’s worry? Toe headline of the Strawberry Daily: Former Beauty Queen Turned Slacker Fails to Control Her Whoreain

Not on my watch!

Brook Lynn stepped out of her car, a one-wheel-in-the-grave beater she’d named Rusty Like a vacuuly hot air straight into her body, and not even the sweet, addictive scent of wild strawberries and nolias made it better She wiped a sudden sheen of sweat froaze sweeping over one of the largest homes in the parish A hundred-year-old far White paint had chipped away, revealing rotten siding Multiple wood slats had come loose, and the seal on several of the s had broken, allowing moisture to pool between the panels

Not altogether beautiful, but the fifty-two-acre spread had coreenhouse, a sardens and wild strawberry patches, all surrounded by hand-set stone walls

Harlow Glass recently lost her fa estate, and Lincoln West, a newcomer in town, had snapped it up He was obviouslyhe’d done no actual work that Brook Lynn could see Which made sense, she supposed He’d justin Strawberry Valley, and it was co, bad city boys spent the bulk of their ti pictures of food on the internet

Brook Lynn had interacted with the guy on h, she’d co about his own nificence, but the hint of hue into obnoxious

Have you ever seen a body this perfect? No And you never will, Brook Lynn The good Lord has an A game, and I’m proof

For a guy who spent all day behind a computer, he certainly was buff And because she hadn’t seen a body as perfect as his, she hadn’t been able to rebuke him But then, she had yet to meet his two roommates Maybe they were hotter

Problem was, West’s friends kept to themselves Not once had she seen them in town Of course, that hadn’t stopped Jessie Kay, who had a habit of looking for love in all the wrong places She had not only met the two other newcomers to Strawberry Valley—she’d also already slept with one Beckso Gossip claimed he was a player of players and had totally worked his way through the over-twenty-and-under-forty fe for fresh lady meat

The other guy Jase was his nae, he hadn’t hooked up with a Strawberry Valley resident, though there had been a sighting or two and plenty of interest Older woled nervously behind tre hands

A cacophony of voices seeped through the cracks around the front door Brook Lynn wiped the dust frolass and peeked insideand ohcrap She hadn’t expected soroo, and there were indications of others in the hallway and kitchen Most were in their one to school with the had likely already started spinning These people wouldn’t turn a blind eye to the fight to come, either