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“I wanted to say thanks for covering for me, but I can’t be your partner”

Every fantasy—and his dick—deflated “Why not?”

Georgia gnawed on her lip “Deck will get ether”

“But Sned and us partnering up was your idea Then Deck ant to, well…deck you”

“I’d like to see hiuy, McKay Deck would wipe the floor with your scrawny ass

“I can’t do that to you, Tell”

Was her concern for hi to hi class the last couple of months Did she kind of…like him?

Wait If he let Deck beat the ever-lovin’ crap out of hiuilty she’d offer to kiss his injuries and uy punched hi fantasy, perv, but it ain’t ever gonna happen

“You understand, don’t you?”

His focus snapped back to her “What’s your grade in this class?”

She dropped her gaze “I have a C Minus”

“I have an A This project could raise your grade to a B if you partner with me”

“Well, okay then But we can’tschool hours where anyone could see us”

If he’d had an ego, it would’ve taken a onna work on it?”

“How about the public library? In, ah, Moorcroft” Her fingers nervously twisted the purity ring on a chain around her neck “I’ll ht”

That’s when he knew he’d be doing the history project alone

That’s when he understood that sucker defined a guy like hiirl

That’s when he swore it’d never happen again

Chapter One

Ten years later…

“Tell McKay, you’re a sight for sore eyes”

“BeeBee, darlin’, I swear you get younger-lookin’ every ti you toin a bar”

“Even an old broad like me ain’t immune to that bullshit flattery” She opened the cooler “You drinkin’ Bud Light?”

“Yep” Tell caught the bottle when the bartender slid it across the bar top “Thanks, Beebs”

“No problerinned “It’s a neeek”