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“How ya doin’, baby?” He shot her a sexy wink and it was all she could do to keep fro Beck Stallard was the typical rin and million-dollar dimples

“What kind of question is that?” Seth snapped

“One I want Lindsey to answer” Beck studied her with deep concernfor you?”

“You’ve done enough,” she assured hi she wanted was a shoulder to cry on On second thought, the last thing she needed was a shoulder to cry on and ato She was very much aware of the Stallard brothers’ reputation “Thank you for giving me a place to stay”

“It’s our pleasure” Beck grinned “It’s the least we could do We should’ve done a lotyou need, all you have to do is ask”

Seth grunted “Beck, you could start by being a gentle her blush and she’s shaking like a leaf”

Jerking, Lindsey cursed her insecurities Since when did she tre a deep breath, she hoped for soe “I’m sure it will all work out” In spite of herself, she let her gaze travel, following his trunk-like neck down to well-shaped pecs and abs Holding at his belt, she took a deep breath before she stole a glance of the tight package bulging in his worn jeans

Theon No doubt existed there

“Yes, it will all work out,” she whispered, perhaps referencing the men instead of her farm

“They’re planning to auction your place off How’s that gonna work out, Linds?” Seth asked

“It just will,” she said quietly Without faith, a wo Without a ht’s sleep, she would regroup

Maybe a local bank would take over the loan Perhaps Bob Callaouldwould honor the repayment proposal Worst case scenario? To to court and she’d end up with a legal bill on top of farm debt, but she’d still have her home

Beck’s narrowed eyes were al his boxed, thick jaw, he sat on the bed Turning to Lindsey, he asked, “Do you really think you canto pay off a farm debt?”

“Man, fuck” Seth dragged his hand through his hair “What are you doing?”

“I’ his eyes