4
RACHEL
I had never in my life witnessed anything so absurd. Grown men fighting over me?
I found her.
I found her first.
What did they put in this town’s water, anyway? Testosterone? And here I’d thought Cord was a gentleman. More like a Neanderthal. And the other guy, Nash. He was the same way.
“Does that happen often around here?” I choked to the outdoorsy-beautiful young woman leading me out the front door. I glanced one last time over my shoulder. At the mess that had been made. At the two raggedly breathing men eyeing each other as if they wanted to go back at it.
The young woman laughed and stopped walking once we were away from the house. Their place was nestled back in the woods, but set in a pretty clearing. “No. Never. I guess they both found you irresistible. I’m Shelby,
