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Have you got a scar?

Sure do.

Amanda slapped Nathaniel's hand before he could tug up his shirt.

Cut it out, or

every man in the room will be stripping to show off war wounds. Sloan's really proud of the one he got from barbed wire.

It's a beaut,

Sloan agreed.

But Meg's is even better.

Shut up, Sloan.

Hey, a man's gotta brag on his only sister.

Enjoying himself, Sloan draped an arm

around her shoulders.

She was twelve hardheaded little brat. We had a mustang stallion nearly as bad-tempered as she was. She snuck him out one day, determined that she could break him. Well, she got about a half a mile before he shook her off.

He did not shake me off,

Megan said primly.

The bridle snapped.

That's her story.

Sloan gave her a quick squeeze.

Fact is, that horse tossed her

right into a barbed-wire fence. She landed on her rump. I don't believe you sat down for six weeks.

It was two,

she said, but her lips twitched.

Got herself a hell of a scar.

Sloan gave her butt a brotherly pat.

Wouldn't mind taking a look at it,

Nathaniel said under his breath, and earned an arched-eyebrow look from Suzanna.

I think I'll put Christian down before dinner.

Good idea.

C.C. took Ethan from Trent just as the baby began to fuss.

Somebody's hungry.

I know I am.

Lilah rose.

Megan watched mothers and babies head upstairs to nurse, and was surprised by a quick tug of envy. Funny, she mused, she hadn't even thought of having more babies until she came here and found herself surrounded by them.

So sorry I'm late.

Coco glided into the room, patting her hair.

We had a few

problems in the kitchen.

Nathaniel recognized the look of frustration on her face and fought back a grin.

Dutch giving you trouble, darling?

Well...

She didn't like to complain.

We simply have different views on how things should be done. Oh, bless you, Trent,

she said when he offered her a glass.

Oh,

dear, where is my head? I forgot the canapes.

I'll get them.

Max unfolded himself from the sofa and headed toward the family kitchen.

Thank you, dear. Now...

She took Megan's hand, squeezed.

We've hardly had a