“I’m in a rut, for sure. And I think part of my frustration is that I’m angry with myself for never questioning it. While my ex…” Oooh. That was the first time she’d called him her ex out loud. She’d made it official. And it felt right. No residual doubt or guilt. “While he was trying ‘new things,’ I was blindly going along with the plan.” Numbly, if she were perfectly honest with herself.

“And, so now, you’re in a new environment, and you get to figure out what you like. It’s a good thing. If the bolo tie doesn’t work for you, scrap it and keep looking. Don’t settle.”

Even better, she’d gotten to kiss a man who made her toes curl.

That’s what I like. Kissing Brodie.

Four men came out of the diner, laughing and talking, and it was like the entire downtown area stopped to watch them.

Taller, broader, and more muscular than anyone around them, the Bowie brothers strode across the street like rock stars. With their dark hair, vibrant blue eyes, and tan skin, they had the attention of every single person in the park.

But she only had eyes for Brodie. Even though he was clean-cut next to his two younger brothers, he still gave off a gruffly masculine vibe. Like he’d toss a woman on a mattress, jerk off her knickers, grab behind her knees, and yank her right up to his hips.

She could almost feel his erection right there, between her legs, and she about jumped out of her skin.

“You and Brodie, huh?”

“What? No.” Her throat seized up at the exact moment she swallowed her mouthful of coffee.

“You okay, there?”

But she couldn’t answer, because she was having a coughing fit. Which, of course drew the guys’ attention. Brodie said goodbye to his brothers and came sauntering over.

“Would you stop being such a badass already?” Skylar asked him. “Look what you’ve done.”

“It’s cool.” He smiled at Rosalina, whose eyes were now tearing. “I get this reaction all the time.”

“Is it weird that he brags about making someone gag?” Rosalina asked, voice scratchy from the coughing fit.

“Y’all, there is way too much sexual tension going on between you two,” Skylar said. “Actually, I’m glad you’re here. I’ve got a client in twenty minutes, and Rosie needs to hit one more shop. Do you think you could give her a ride home?”

She waved her hand at him. “You don’t need to wait around. I can call for a car.”

“How long does it take to find a couple pairs of pants?” He glanced down at their hands. “You haven’t started shopping yet? I thought you’d be done by now.”