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perfect.”
    “Then get your ass outta here,” the giant growled.
    “Did someone piss in your cereal this morning or something?” Jake responded, moving toward Eva and King Kong. He shifted the beer bottles so he held them in one hand.
    “It’s okay, Jake. Chris is about to leave. No big deal.” Eva gave him a determined smile and a look that said “please don’t do this.”
    Jake didn’t know what to do. He could tell Eva was upset, but he didn’t want to make things worse for her. He also didn’t want to back down like a pussy. Jake wasn’t chopped liver, but the guy had a good four inches and forty pounds on him—he would likely grind Jake into hamburger meat. But at least his attention on Jake would give Eva a chance to get help.
    “I’ll just stay here,” Jake said, leaning up against the steel siding replete with rust marks.
    The giant’s thunderous expression told Jake his declaration wasn’t appreciated, but the man stayed where he was.
    “Chris.” Eva placed a hand on the man’s arm. “Let’s just talk about this later, okay? Nothing has to be decided today.”
    Chris grunted. “Things have to be settled by Monday. That’s the court date. And I leave next Wednesday.” With that remark, he picked up the motorcycle helmet sitting on the hood of Eva’s Jeep and tucked it under his arm before turning toward Jake. “This guy need his ass whipped before I go?”
    Eva managed a smile. “Nah, that’s just Jake.”
    “If he bothers you, let me know. I could use some fertilizer for my roses.”
    Jake had no idea what was going on, but he was tired of the subterfuge. Looking at Eva, he said, “Who
is
this asshole?”
    Chris growled and took a menacing step toward Jake.
    Eva jumped in front of Chris, punching the beast on his arm. “This is Chris, my older half brother.”
    “
This
is Chris?”
    Eva nodded. Chris bared his teeth. Jake started laughing.
    “This is the guy who developed the prize-winning hybrid teacup roses? The horticulture guy?” Jake asked, relaxing a little.
    Chris crossed his arms. “You know, I get tired of this shit. What did you expect? Some skinny dude slumped over in a lab coat, looking at you through Coke-bottle glasses. What? A botanist can’t have tats?”
    “No, you just surprised me. The way Eva talks about you, I just expected—”
    “A pansy?” Chris said, a slight twinkle in his eye even though he still looked annoyed.
    Jake pulled himself from the wall and walked toward Chris. He handed Eva her beer and extended his hand. “I’m Jake Beauchamp. I stand shoulder to shoulder with Eva every day.”
    “Not really,” Eva said, her tone slightly peevish, but Jake knew what she meant. It was rare the captain sent Eva into an assault first. It was a hard thing, being a female firefighter. Most of the men in their unit had been brought up with the notion of carrying packages or opening doors for the fairer sex. Times were a-changing, but the very nature of the men in Magnolia Bend had a lot of catching up to do. Most still said
yes, ma’am
,
and some thought a woman’s place was either in the home or in traditional female-dominated jobs like being a teacher or nurse.
    “But we do work together.”
    Chris took his hand and delivered a bone-crushing handshake. “I’d say it was good to meet you, but you’ve already pissed me off.”
    “Oh, come on.” Eva punched him in the biceps again. “Be a sport. No one expects a guy like you to dote on dahlias.”
    Chris managed a grin that nearly cracked his face. Like the Tin Man, he probably needed some oil. “Dahlias are my weakness. Okay, what the hell. Bygones and all that.”
    Jake pulled his hand back and tried not to wince at the throbbing pain that the man’s handshake had induced. “I’m glad to finally meet you.”
    Chris jerked his head toward the bike. “Gotta run. Guys are waiting.”
    “I’ll talk to you later, okay?” Eva said, lifting on her tiptoes. Chris bent down so she could buss his