But then, they were all so different from Emma.Įmma was… well, she had a reputation that could rival his Uncle Gabe’s, and that said something since Gabe had been a complete and total hedonist concerning his sexuality.
Like his father and his uncles, Casey loved and respected women, most especially his grandmother and his new stepmother and aunts. He’d learned a lot from watching them – but he hadn’t learned how to deal with Emma. Especially since he’d gained his own share of adoration as he’d matured. It had been fun for Casey growing up in an all-male household and watching his uncles and his dad deal with all that female adoration. His father and his uncles had been the most eligible bachelors in Buckhorn, Kentucky. How the hell was a guy supposed to deal with that? So now, with nearly every girl in town chasing after him, he found himself behind the garage at the far end of the house with the one girl he’d been doing his best to avoid snuggled up to his side.
She had few friends, none of them female, and Casey had just naturally defended her when the others had started sniping. He hadn’t exactly meant to pair up with Emma Clark. And then some – like his present uncomfortable situation. The picnic had lasted all day, and Casey had a feeling everything that should have been accomplished had been.
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