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“Next time you see my sister, tell her to mind her own business.”

I love her, but damn, she keeps trying to nose her way into my business.

“Nash talked me back into it,” Peter says, walking by me to help a customer that sat down at the other end of the bar. He looks all too happy right now.

“I really don’t want to know details,” I groan.

“What’s that all about?” Ivy sets a twenty down on the bar for me.

“You don’t want to know.”

She nods in understanding. “You know where to find me if you need help.”

I should let her go. Walk off and not draw her into my world. Gemma already gave me her number.

My brain is at war—wanting to call her back but pushing her away.

But I need the help. More than I care to admit. I can bury these weird feelings she stirs up inside of me and let her help.

Calling her feels like I’m failing at the one job in the world I can’t fail at.

“Ivy,” I call out after her retreating form.

“Yeah?”

“Can you come over tomorrow morning? I know it’s a Sunday, but—”

“I’ll be there.”

Let’s just hope I don’t regret this decision.

ChapterFour

MASON

“Will Ivy play with me and Daisy?” Willow tosses another treat to the dog in question.

“I don’t know why she wouldn’t.”

“Daisy will be sad if no one plays with her.”

Our dog’s tongue is hanging out of her mouth, and she’s as happy as a clam. Anytime she’s with Willow, she’s happy.

“Willow, honey, Daisy will be fine. I want to make sure you like Ivy.”

“But I already know Ivy.” The duh in her tone is implied. Lord help me when this girl gets to the teenage years. “If Daisy doesn’t like her, I won’t like her.”

“When has Daisy not liked anyone? She even likes our mail lady.”

Willow giggles. “That’s because she gives her treats.”

“Do I need to tell Ivy that she needs to give Daisy treats? Will that help?” Daisy barks at me as the doorbell rings.

“She’s here!” Willow shouts before grabbing Daisy’s head and focusing on her. “Make sure to give Ivy lots of kisses. I want her to be my nanny.”

Dropping a kiss on her furry head, Willow runs to my side.

“Do you think she’ll like me too?”