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"I love you." "I love you, too." "Remember who said it first today,” he added. She winked. “Remember who kissed you first.” “Oh, I won’t ever be able to forget. The time, the place, you.” His charming grin made her want to fall into his arms and stay there. “Kiss me, cowgirl.”

“I never meant to hurt you or put you through hell.” His heart wanted to explode out of his chest. He forced himself to breath. “Don’t leave the Bar V5 because of me.” “I’m not.” Her gaze never wavered as she moved toward her horse. Charlie grabbed the reins and mounted Sierra. “I’m leaving for me.”

“There’s something between us.” He’d said the words he’d been ignoring for over a year. The relief in her eyes knocked him back a step. “Thank you for admitting that. I thought I was the only one who noticed a... connection.” “Nope.” “There’s an invisible cable connecting you to me. Unbreakable. I’ve tried.” “Me, too. “What do we do about it?

“If anyone at the Bar V5 is going to be with her, it’ll be me.” His words shocked Zack. He’d thrown the gauntlet, but he’d only meant to deter Dustin, right? Zack wished he knew. The idea of being with Charlie might be appealing, but if Zack accepted the challenge, he would break the one rule he swore he never would.

The way she’d kissed him had been explosive. His lips twitched as if remembering the attraction between them. Boy howdy, that had taken him by surprise. He hadn’t expected the chemistry they’d shared, and given his reaction to touching her, still shared. Something was there. Something more than sexual attraction. Something he needed to ignore.

A brilliant plan to keep her in the area. “I could help you.” Her gaze jerked up to his. “Help?” “Find you a man.” Her kisses tempted Zack, but she needed someone better, someone who could give her more than a life of bunkhouses and barns and heartache, someone who didn’t come from a line of petty crooks and jailbirds.

She was his lifeline, his way back to the civilian world, a place he felt disconnected from right now. He talked, and she held his hand. He cried, and she comforted him. She wiped away his tears with her fingertips. Embarrassed, he looked away. “It’s okay,” she whispered. No, it wasn’t, but if she could pretend, so could he.