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“Ava You can’t even get your shoes in that”

“Ava Cooper can’t get her shoes in that Ava Dulass of wine,” Hannah said wearily

“Help yourself” As Hannah left the room, Ava yelled, “Oh, on your way back frorab the box of condoms from the main bathroom?”

Hannah poked her head back in “You don’t care about packing shoes, but you’re packing condoonna find oes sex—no strings, no regrets, just lots of getting naked and getting loose”

“So you’re setting out to prove Ava Duet my sexual confidence back where lass of wine, I’hed Let her Wild West adventure begin

Chapter Three

Chase could barely keep his eyes open Disoriented, he slowed his truck to a crawl on the gravel road, braking at the cattle guard that denoted the turnoff to Kane’s place

He parked by the deck and stus and adjust the crick in his neck But anticipation of falling face-first into a puffyin his step

Once he’d unearthed the key and unlocked the door, he slipped inside the dark trailer and caught a whiff of flowers Probably fro supplies

Too tired to shower, Chase stripped to his boxer-briefs in the living room and wandered to the kitchen sink to wash off the worst of the road griers trailed along the hallall for guidance as he headed toward the back bedroom

The bedroom door was closed With as hot as it’d been, the room would be stuffy, but he was too damn whipped to even open aHe flopped on the mattress and stretched out, but his ar solid And war

Chase leapt out of bed the sa started

He fuhtness He kept blinking because he didn’t trust what he was seeing There was a nekkid woman in his bed A nekkid, pissed-off woman who’d jumped up and struck a Jackie Chan martial arts pose

“Back off, perv! I have a black belt in taekwondo and I will fk you up if you take another step towardreally, really hard to keep his eyes on hers “Whoa, there, crouching tiger Let’s just take this down a notch”

“Bet you’d like that, fkface”

Fuckface? Christ Just his luck he’d cohta tell me why you broke in”

“I didn’t break in, you h with the nahta call the deputy and let hih with the name-callin’,” she mimicked flawlessly “Go ahead and uarantee Caht And did he really want to try and explain…this?

“Hah! Called your bluff, didn’t I?” she sneered

“Yeah, honey pie, you sure did I’et from my cousin—who is the deputy I’d call—is worth the hassle at two o’clock in the fkin’ mornin’”

She dropped her hands and studied him “Wait a second Your cousin is a local deputy?”

“Yes”

“What’s his name?”

“Cam McKay”