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He stoer side door open, as well “Seriously, babe You’rewith his aret out

Toni scowled but slid froh pickup’s seat until her feet hit the road It wasn’t her fault she couldn’t sit still She was nervous “Sorry,” she grumbled

For the past fifteen minutes, since Zach and the rest of theher heel on the floorboard and druot a little annoying after the first few minutes, but come on If ever a situation called for a nervous tick, this was it

“Here,” he waved his hand in front of the truck “Pace or some shit like that Just be quiet about it” The kid couldn’t have been older than twenty With a sexy black beard and thick black hair, he was hot as hell and Toni could appreciate it in a look-but-don’t-touch kind of way

Maybe Zach was right and she should have gone back to the clubhouse At least she could have tapped her nails in peace there Or gotten wasted with Shell

But she’d had to be present She and Zach had driven around for alation until a fared herto a turnoff in the middle of the nowheresville that led to Shark’s old cabin Once she’d identified the spot, Zach called the cavalry and had a prospect drive her a mile out to wait

Very impatiently

But she refused to leave until she saw Zach walking out of those woods with her own eyes Hopefully next to Maverick

“Tellabout yourself,” she said They’d left the truck’s doors open and it provided just enough light to see his face

Special K shot her a look that said he ate nails for breakfast and wore puppies as slippers, so he couldn’t be bothered with inane chatter “Quiet” Hand on his very scary gun, he scanned the area all around their vehicle

“Co out ofto myself—and trust me, you don’t want that—I need a distraction”

He just stared at her

“Givehere, buddy How about your name Why do they call you Special K?”

His lips quirked “My name’s Ken”

“Seriously? That’s it? Your name starts with a K and you’re special? No offense, but that’s so la a rock with her foot On one pass, she got a little overzealous and sent the rock flying into the undercarriage of the car

“Shit, woman!” Ken stalked over to her “If I tell you where ainst the truck and stop ?”

Victory At least she could listen to hi in her own head With a tentative sainst the grill “Okay, I’”

He folded his ar crosswise in front of his torso “I have a reputation for being skilled at soave me my handle”

She scrunched up her nose “Well what is it?”