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WHAT THE FUCK WAS SHE DOING OUT HERE?
I slowed my motorcycle as I came upon a small white Volvo SUV
pulled off to the side of the road, its hazards flashing through the dusky
light as the summer day faded into grays.
My guts tangled in a knot of worry.
We were twenty miles outside of town, and the two-lane road was
basically desolate except for a random car that whizzed by.
There was no mistaking that car. The rear window was a fucking
billboard for the country market and café Dakota Cooper owned. It wasn’t
like I blamed her for wanting to advertise, but I didn’t love that every
fucking person in this town knew her name, either.
Where she worked and where she lived.
Not that there was a ton of privacy in a small town the size of Time
Everyone knew everyone.
And even if she lived in the middle of a bustling city, I was pretty sure
she would have made a name for herself, anyway.
Hell, I figured every time she smiled at some unknowing fool, she
carved herself into their memory.
Made her mark.
Protectiveness lined my insides in a sheet of steel.
It was nearing dark, and she was out here in the middle of nowhere.
Any monster could roll up and catch her unaware.
Just like me.
My bike came to a rumbling stop ten feet behind her, and I killed the
engine, tossed the kickstand, and swung off as I took stock of the situation.
Dakota was more than capable, but it still made me itch that she was on
her knees in front of the back-passenger side tire, cranking at a handle on
the jack to lift the rear-end of her car.
Looking like a goddamn vision beneath the rays of the setting sun.
I tamped the bolt of lust that stirred my dick, something I’d gotten really
fucking good at over the years, and I edged toward her, my boots crunching
on the loose gravel.
Awareness rippled through the twilight with my approach.
A flash of tension before it settled into something familiar and right.
“Funny, I didn’t see a call or text from you,” I said, words rough and
carrying over a big truck that blew by, sending a flurry of debris scattering
through the air.
Dakota glanced my way. The hint of a smile played through the shiny
gloss coating her lush lips.
“That’s because I didn’t call you.” Her voice was a tease as she
continued to crank the handle, though her breaths were coming hard with
her exertion as the back-end of her Volvo slowly hoisted.
At least she had a blanket spread on the ground to protect her bare knees
since she had on one of those sundresses she always chose to wear. Black
fabric dotted with pink flowers that hugged every lush curve of her body.
I thought she might have been prescribed specific attire with the sole
purpose of driving me out of my mind.
“You should have.”
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