"Well?" he finally prompted.

She cocked her head and studied him for long moments. "You're new here," she said at last. "You're one of the Walker boys. Is this week your turn?"

Fuck. Was the whole sordid story common news here?

"I'm Killian." He held out his hand.

She took it, her warm, soft skin igniting the blood in his veins. Or maybe it was the intense irritation at being the object of common gossip.

"Lexie Choate. Welcome to Red Creek and Heart ...