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" Beau must’ve guessed my intentions as he swung open his door and jumped to his feet, continuing to poke at me. “Jet, we’re all dying to know what’s going on with you and Sienna Diaz.”
“No one is dying.” Roscoe unfolded from the Pontiac after I pushed my seat forward. He grinned at me as he straightened. “We’re just close to apoplexy.”
“Well, I’m more worried about the blueberries.” Cletus climbed out on Beau’s side and the frown he tossed at me was grim. “Blueberries aren’t in season yet.”
“Would you forget about the blueberries?” Beau hissed.
I spotted Jessica’s Jag kicking up dust as it pulled up our drive. Ignoring Beau, I shut my door and made for the porch.
“I share Cletus’s worry over the blueberries,” I said, just to rankle Beau.
“See? Jethro’s worried, and he’s never worried.” Cletus gestured toward me then pointed at Beau. “You should be worried, too.”
Jess parked next to Beau’s vintage Pontiac, and Duane held up two pints of blueberries as he stood from her fancy Jaguar.
“You can stop panicking, Cletus. I have the berries.”
“Oh, thank God.” Cletus held his chest and stumbled a step backward. “You should have live-tweeted your progress. I was near a fit. "
― Penny Reid , Grin and Beard It (Winston Brothers, #2)
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" Her voice gave me the impression she was surprised I was capable of good ideas. It was the kind of tone city people used down here when they ordered a large coffee and called it a “Venti Americano.” I milled this over, plus her earlier words about backwoods Appalachia, and came to the conclusion she thought I was a hick.
Now, I admit, we have our fair share of hicks in Green Valley, Tennessee. We have hicks, hillbillies, rednecks, bumpkins, and the occasional reclusive yokel. But I was none of these things "
― Penny Reid , Grin and Beard It (Winston Brothers, #2)
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" was able to quip, “Aw, I bet you say that to all the lost ladies.” This earned me a wider smile. “As a matter of fact, no. I don’t make a habit of coming upon lost ladies all that often. But when I do, they all have irresistible dimples and they all seem to be you.” I returned his smile, unable to help myself. Man, he was a great flirt. Like really, really great. He was able to slip in a compliment and make it sound like a fact. As well, his creepiness and cheesiness factor was a big fat zero. He made my heart beat faster, and yet he seemed entirely relaxed and unaffected "
― Penny Reid , Grin and Beard It (Winston Brothers, #2)