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wife. “We’re having a minor disagreement as to whose fault it was.”
    “ You are the one who hit her car?” Kylie asked, looking up at Beau.
    “No. She hit my truck.”
    “Stop saying that!” Kate snapped. “I didn’t hit his truck. He backed into mine.”
    Beau just rolled his eyes.
    When they reached Kate’s SUV, they all peered at the front bumper. There was barely a tiny scratch on it.
    “Um, Kate, there’s really nothing here,” Kylie said, getting down on her knees to take a look. Trey did the same thing. Beau didn’t bother. He’d seen it the night before.
    “The real damage is on the back,” Beau warned them a moment later.
    “I thought you said she hit you going forward,” Trey said, standing up straight.
    “She did.”
    Trey narrowed his eyes. “I don’t get it.”
    “He caused me to back into a telephone pole,” Kate said, her voice lowering somewhat. “It was all his fault.”
    Trey walked around to the back of the SUV, Kylie at his heels. When he saw the caved in back door, he cursed. “What the hell, Kate? How’d you manage that?”
    “With a lot of grace,” Beau said, smiling the first honest smile he’d smiled since Kate’s arrival.
    Trey grinned again and Kylie elbowed him. He wiped the smile off his face and looked at the damage closely. “I don’t know if I can do anything about this. You should turn it in to your insurance.”
    “I suppose I will,” she finally said, clearly still annoyed.
    “Why do you think it was his fault?” Kylie asked. This time it was Trey who nudged her. Clearly he didn’t think it was a good idea to get Beau and Kate going again. Beau didn’t think so either. But it was too late. Kate Nyland was stiffening up, her eyes on fire as she looked up at him.
    “Because he backed up without looking.”
    “She wasn’t looking either.” Beau let out a sigh, tired of the conversation at this point. a breakfast fit for a king. i just “Look, I offered her some money for the scratch I may or may not have caused on her vehicle. She turned me down. That’s that.”
    “Why didn’t you take the money?” Trey wanted to know. “That was dumb.”
    “It was dark, Officer Callahan. I didn’t know him from Adam. I wasn’t about to stand there and take money from him on a street corner in front of the Jiffy Mart.”
    “He’s Beau Callahan,” Trey said, incredulously. “What did you think he was going to do to you?”
    “I didn’t know he was Beau Callahan! How would I?”
    “Everyone knows Beau Callahan,” a new voice said, adding its two-bits to the conversation.
    Richard Melzo sauntered up and slapped Beau on the back as though they were old friends.
    “Shut up, Richard,” Kate said, taking the words right out of Beau’s mouth.
    “I came over to apologize about last night. After getting Mittens inside, I googled you and realized you are who you say you are.”
    “I’m so relieved,” Beau said, giving his brother a what the hell look. Trey only grinned back, most likely used to these two clowns that appeared to adore his wife.
    “So what happened? What’d you hit this time?” Richard asked, looking at Kate. He made a whistling sound when he saw the back of her rig. “This is even worse than last time. Do you need glasses?”
    Beau found himself smiling. Maybe Richard wasn’t so bad after all. “That’s what I asked her,” he added.
    “Can we stop arguing for the moment?” Kylie asked. “I’m sure the boys here can find a way to fix your door so you can at least open it. Can’t you, boys?” She looked up at her husband, pointedly.
    “I don’t know, baby. That thing’s completely caved in. It’s not going to operate properly.”
    “I can fix the damned thing,” Beau finally snapped. “But I’m not admitting any guilt here. And I won’t do a freaking thing until she admits this was all her fault.”
    Kate’s face turned red and she glowered at him.
    “Kate,” Kylie said gently. “I really think you should take