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When the prospect shrugged through the foggy s, she flipped him off then stormed into her house “Not that I owe you any explanations, asshole, but it was a kiss on the da the snow off ot home from work He didn’t want me to do it myself and freezeso for someone else”

“I was on ot called into Copper’s office He wanted tountil I was done at your house I called Monty to tell hiet his lazy ass out of the truck and start shoveling until I got there He let me knoly had already completed the job”

If she were in asound as the wind left her sails Every time she put Screw in the box called careless wo to surprise her

Of course, ninety-nine-point nine percent of the tiated the whole good deed thing

“Daed Her back hit the closed door with a heavy thud she’d have felt if it weren’t for the thickness of her puffy jacket “How many times do I have to tell you—”

“I know you’re not gonna fuck me if I shovel your driveway, Jazzy”

“But you thought I’d fuck Jeremy for it?”

“What? No, shit” He actually sounded frustrated with hioddamn secret that I want to fuck you, but I’m not an asshole You hate the cold and live by yourself You don’t have a blower and there’s about four inches out there It’d have taken you all goddamned day to shovel, and who the hell knows if Monty is worth anything”

“He’s been prospecting for two months”

Screw snorted “That don’tin”

True enough

Jazz sighed and the silence between therew heavy

“A thank you kiss on the cheek, huh?”

Jazz stared at the ceiling, willing herself to end the call Just a quick goodbye and the push of one button and this conversation would be over and she could focus on not thinking about Screw for the rest of the day But did she do that?

Nope

Of course not That would be logical Healthy, even

“Yes I’ with her? Maybe the cold has frozen all the parts of her brain responsible for rational thinking