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to make me feel like a grade A fool.
    Cypress let me go after that and I closed up the garage. They were still mowing when I was out of the shower and making my protein shake, our yards huge like that. Even by then, maybe twenty minutes having passed since I’d shown them how to use the mower—which in itself had been a clue—I could tell they’d never mowed a lawn before.
    Not that I would ever ask because I wasn’t a person to pry and it was far from my place, but it did make me curious as to the narrative behind how three grown men had never mowed a lawn before. I was an author after all. I did love a good backstory.
    Then I burst out laughing when Teak drove the damn thing in the shape of an eight through the long grass and waved Aspen and Cypress over to see. For one, it was just too adorable and amusing.
    And I’d done it once too and similar goofy things when I’d had my first lawn just because I could . Good to know I wasn’t the only dork out there that had fun at strange times.
    I got to work then and it was another productive, relaxing day. The guys interrupted me a few times asking for things, but I found the distractions didn’t bother me like normal. They never took up too much time, it was always easy questions, and they were very, very appreciative for the help.
    And they also brought everything right fucking back that they borrowed. Unlike my last neighbors who moved and had never returned some of my books, True Blood DVDs, and several other items even though I’d asked for them more than once.
    That was how things went the next few days, and I noticed some things over that time. First, it was Teak or Cypress who asked, but Aspen was always the one who returned anything. And everything was always in better shape than when they took it. Like the mower. They washed it off, even the wheels so it was spotless, bought another bottle of oil, and had refilled my gas tank.
    Made a gal want to loan them anything and everything they wanted since it had been filthy when I’d given it to them.
    “Thank you so much for letting us use this too, Cara,” Aspen sighed as he set down my fireplace vacuum in my kitchen closet where I kept some of the cleaning supplies hidden behind coats. I’d told him I could just take it from him, but he’d insisted on carrying it in for me. “I’m so sorry we keep asking you for everything. Cypress ordered one of these from Amazon so we won’t klepto yours again. You were right, totally worth the money, easy to use, and amazing.”
    “It’s fine, Aspen,” I chuckled, shaking my head. “You guys take good care of my stuff and clean it all out. I really don’t mind. Someone helped me at my first place and that was just a little studio apartment. You three took on a big house.”
    “That obvious it’s our first time on our own?” he hedged, nodding when I held out a bottle of water to him. His fingers brushed my hand as he took it, and I’d gotten used to the touching. All three of them liked the physical contact. Maybe they were just touchy-feely kind of people? I wasn’t sure but it wasn’t over-the-top or uncomfortable for me, so I didn’t make it a thing. Plus it gave me that weird little tingle each time, but that had to just be in my mind.
    Not having a hot man touch me in so many years could play tricks on the mind like that. At least that was what I told myself.
    I shrugged and took a sip of my own water. “I’m really not trying to pry. It’s not my business and I’m not noisy. I know that’s what people say before they start grilling you, but I actually mean it. But yeah, you guys have that fish out of water look a lot. It’s cool. I do too still sometimes since I just moved in last year and this is my first time living somewhere rural even if it’s a subdivision. I mean, our properties are a half acre each, on the border of woods which technically is ours. It’s different.”
    “Very, very, very, very different,” he murmured, staring out the