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They both looked over at me. I held my hands up in a mock surrender. We had never let a woman come between our friendship before.

“She’s hot, for sure,” I said. “But I don’t need to compete with you two. You can fight it out yourselves.”

“What if we didn’t have to fight it out?” Ty asked. “She’s a good woman. A damn good-looking woman. And we’re all good guys here. Why should we make her choose between us?”

My eyes flicked between Ty and Cody. I thought I could see where Ty might be going with this, but Cody looked completely lost.

“But if she doesn’t have to choose…” Cody began. “We can’t all three date her… can we?”

I felt a grin spread across my face. “I think that part is up to Grace, if I understand what Ty is saying.”

“Could be fun,” Ty said, sounding nonchalant even though I could see the wheels turning in his head. “Would sure as hell be interesting. Anyway, all I’m saying is that if she’s open to it, then I am, too.”

“We’re gonna be here for a while anyway,” I said. “She’s hot. She’s single. Owns her own business. I’m in. Any of us would be a fool to turn her down—if she was interested.”

“Well, fuck,” Cody said, grinning. “I’m not gonna let you two fuckers have all the fun. I’m in, too.”

“Okay,” Ty said, sitting up on the edge of his chair. “We’re staying to build the kennel. That’s decided, right?”

“Right.”

“Yep.”

“And if the timing is right,” he continued. “If Grace seems interested… we find a way to bring up the idea of spending a little time with the three of us. Right?”

“Works for me,” Cody nodded.

“Sounds like a plan,” I said. “Looks like we might have a little fun in Grey Ridge after all.”

Now, the only thing left to do was to see if Grace was interested in any of us—or rather, all three of us.

With a little luck, we’d be able to mix business with pleasure while we were here.

Chapter 5 - Cody

The first thing I noticed when I pulled my bike into the parking lot of the veterinary clinic was the giant, gleaming, fire engine red horse trailer. The paint actually sparkled in the bright midday sun.

Without even knowing anything else about the situation, I would have been more than comfortable betting any amount of money that the shiny red trailer belonged to Garrick Windram.

I also knew without a doubt that no matter how expensive and well-bred the animals in that trailer might be, the biggest show horse of them all would be Windram himself.

A person didn’t buy a trailer like that unless they were trying to show off.

Or trying to compensate for something.

What I should have probably done was to ride straight past the clinic and out to the pasture where we had set up our camp. I should have reported back on my trip to town—that I had found a hardware store and lumber yard where we could get the supplies we would likely need for the kennel. And then I should have told them about Garrick Windram.

But doing what I should have had never really been my strong suit.

Instead of heading straight back to camp, I let my curiosity get the best of me. I was honestly just going in for a closer look at that shiny-ass trailer, but as soon as I pulled up to it, I could see that I wasn’t alone in the parking lot.

I had just assumed Garrick would have been inside with Grace, but nope. They were both right there behind the trailer, standing next to each other and apparently deep in conversation, judging from the serious looks on their faces when I approached.

At least Grace’s expression softened when I got closer, a smile spreading across her lips as she shielded her eyes from the sun.

“Cody,” she waved me over, stepping away from Garrick and leaving him scowling over her shoulder. “We were just finishing up here. Was there something you needed?”

My gaze flicked between them and I couldn’t help but feel I was missing out on some key piece of information.

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