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nodded toward a table full of bleach-blondes, wearing short jean skirts and cowboy boots. “Bingo.” Brand launched himself from his stool.
    Emma grabbed his arm before he got far. “Brand, consider this, those girls have brothers. They’re probably some big cowboys’ sisters. How would you feel if a heart-breaker like you hit on your sister like you’re about to hit on them?”
    Brand’s chest puffed out for a moment and then he slumped. “You really know how to take the fun out of a saloon. Did you know that?”
    Biting back a smile, Emma turned her brother toward a lone figure at the other end of the bar. “Do yourself a favor and ask that nice young lady to dance.”
    Brand’s smile sank further. “She’s not blond.”
    “Maybe she doesn’t have a brother, either.” Colton slipped into the seat Brand vacated, a sheen of perspiration glowing across his brow. “Music’s hot tonight. Get out there and show Dillon how to two-step. That boy has it all messed up.”
    Dillon slid onto the stool beside Colton and punched his brother’s arm. “I know how to two-step. You were the one crippling your partner, stepping all over her feet.”
    Emma sighed. Ace had been right. She hadn’t been out for a long time and being around her brothers was relaxing as they threw good-natured barbs at each other.
    Brand strode to the end of the bar and bowed like a gentleman in front of the quiet brunette.
    At first, she shook her head and averted her gaze.
    “Ha!” Colton laughed out loud. “She’s shootin’ him down.”
    Dillon leaned over Colton’s shoulder. “More like crashed and burned.”
    “Poor girl,” Ace said softly. “If only she’d known a little discouragement is like waving a cape in front of a bull to Brand.”
    Emma smiled. Brand was the charmer. He could coax a bird out of a tree and a wallflower to bloom with a single smile.
    Her brother took the challenge and held out his hand, his mouth parting in a bright, killer smile.
    “Doomed,” Emma said.
    Colton shook his head. “How does he do that?”
    “I don’t know, but I gotta get me some of that cologne he wears. I swear it’s the cologne,” Dillon said. The two brothers continued to expound on Brand’s technique, their voices fading into the background, music blaring out a boot-scooting song.
    “So, what are you going to do about Cooper?” Ace asked.
    Jolted back to her own predicament, Emma shot her oldest brother a frown. For a few moments, her siblings’ dating life had slipped her own problems to the back of her mind. Now, thanks to Ace, they were back and nagging an ulcer into the pit of her belly. “Why do I have to do anything about Cooper?”
    “He’s the first guy you haven’t kicked out of the house after the first hour.”
    “That doesn’t have to mean anything.” Emma lifted her beer, pausing with the rim close to her lips. “Don’t read more into it than is there.”
    “He’s a good guy. You could do worse.”
    “And that’s supposed to be an endorsement?” Instead of taking a drink, she set the bottle on the counter a little harder than she’d intended. “Let this Cooper thing run its course…without interference.” She raised her brows, challenging Ace. “If he’s still around after a week, so be it.”
    “And if he’s not?”
    “You can play the big brother and pick up the pieces of my life.” Emma gave him a weak smile. “Like you always have.”
    “You’ll give him a chance?”
    Her shoulders rose and lowered. She didn’t want to out-and-out lie to her oldest brother, who’d been more like the father she’d lost when she’d been a knob-kneed teen. “I won’t tell him to buzz off when he comes to pick me up tomorrow.” Her brows narrowed. “But if you continue to throw him at me, I’ll…I’ll…” She scanned the bar, her thoughts anywhere but there. “I’ll move.”
    “What, out of the house?” Ace’s mouth gaped.
    She shook her head. “No. Out of the state.” Her gaze