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"Mia feels bad too," he said roughly "You don’t know her well, but trust oes around wailin’ on folks"

Shane let out a low laugh "A wee lil’ thing like her? I doubt she’s ever thrown a punch in her life C’o ’round back?"

Beers in hand, the brothers rounded the side of the cabin and settled in a pair of rustic Adirondack chairs on the gravel patio Jackson noticed that Shane and Tiff hadland behind the cabin--a large wooden gazebo stood on what had once been an estone paths noound through newly planted flowerbeds and stone planters overfloith greenery

"Moarden," Shane said quietly

"That’s nice of her"

"Yeah, it is Tiff really appreciates it" Shane paused, regret flashing on his face "Moiven her for what she did to you, but they’re slowly rebuilding their relationship I’ain"

Jackson twisted open his bottle and took a long sip, hoping the cold beer would succeed in easing his rising agitation

"I never forced myself on her, Shane"

His brother jerked as if he’d been struck

"Never," Jackson repeated, his throat so tight it hurt

"I…" Shane’s expression sith shah him "You do?"

"’Course I do You’re not that kinda man, Jackie Never have been, never will be"