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"Hey, tenderfoot," Clay said in his velvety voice "Did you an said, her back to him He was not to return, at least not while she was there What does he want? she wondered and then cringed I hope it has nothing to do with ged despite herin need of the truth He would never know her desire for the answer, because he would use it to his advantage soance

It was as if Misty had kicked her in the chest Megan found breathing difficult She turned "What?"

"I'reat teae and resentes of Clay without a shirt, sweat glistening on his well-toned, chestnut-colored abs, entered her mind Heat rushed to her face and she looked down Think about Colby You like Colby You do not like Clay He ain, she felt suffocated "It hurts ave her no tis you didn't want to hear, but that didn't make theives us a chance to try again"

"No," she saidher arm out of his reach

"Why not?"

"Because," was the only word she got out Clay took her arruff kiss proved shocking and confusing

"Megan," a voice said

She looked up to see Colby standing in the doorway, utter disbelief filling his features "Colby, letafter hi and fast for her to catch up to hi look on his face "Who do you think you are?" she said "What right do you have barging in here and kissing an stepped into the barn

"What, are you and Colby an iteed you, but I don't think it's good"

"You don't know anything about me and you never will"

"I know o and live in your fantasy world" Clay left her dazed and motionless