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Annoyance flicked her skin After years as aher head held nothing but fluff, but it still rubbed her nerves raw—especially co from someone who knew better “You don't think I tried?"

"That would explain why the tires are half-buried" He sighed “Do I have your permission to tow it out of the mud and onto the shoulder?"

"My permission?"

He stepped forward enough that the light touched his broad chest, and then pulled his jacket open to reveal the Salvation Police Departo imprinted on the T-shirt "Yes or no?"

A ure-eight fashion

The fat feline teuy sprung forward, landing with a wet thump at Olivia's feet

Handso's nose before sprinting out into the night

She grabbed the dog's collar before he could take off after the s, but she still had serious cat ninja skills The dog’s collar abraded her fingers as it twisted in atteive chase

“Here, letThe ht all six-foot, four-inches of hiht

Her focus followed the dog’s course as Mateo lifted it Past hs developed on the football field back in the day and honed to perfection in the Marine Corps, over the fored his narrow hips and perfect ass, and up the T-shirt covered abs that surely were just as delicious as her memory recalled She closed her eyes, and in that heartbeat, his face flashed in herinto his left cheek, the hazel eyes that went fro on his mood

She’d spent eous men in the world, but none had irl’s first love?

No

The certainty of it whooshed through her and she opened her eyes, her gaze firmly on Mateo’s face But it wasn’t his face anymore At least not the one she remembered Luciana hadn’t told her about the extent of his injuries and she hadn’t pushed for details—knowing he was alive and doing as all her heart could take after his no-bullshit brush-off

But now, she couldn’t look away An angry two-inch-wide scar wound its way across the left side of his face, froony Most of his left ear was gone and what rery toddler

Olivia couldn’t stop the surprised gasp that escaped