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ROB
I came in from the stables a week later to find Marina whipping up a storm in the kitchen. Colton and Boyd were both at her mercy, her calm orders getting them to do her bidding. Get the eggs from the fridge. Fill the big pot with water to boil. Not that platter. The big one.
Audrey sat at the table peeling potatoes. She didn’t look too thrilled, and as she was the first to admit she couldn’t cook, it was probably safest for her with a table between her and the sharp knives. While she could wield a scalpel in the operating room, she couldn’t chop onions without disaster.
“Where’s your phone, asshole?” Boyd demanded. He glanced up from the sink where he was filling a pot. “You haven’t returned any of my texts.”
I checked my back pocket, found it empty, then groaned. “I don’t kno
