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    She nodded toward the church ladies. “His aunt thought we’d be good together.”
    “His aunt should mind her own business. I’m sure you can find your own dates.”
    “Yeah.” She sighed, wishing that were true. Unfortunately, the older women were her only connection to guys outside of Hanton, unless she went hunting on her own. Um, no. Having only one friend throughout school had kept her confidence deflated.
    “So, can I walk you to your car?”
    Her stomach fluttered. He actually wanted to go somewhere with her, to be seen by her side? She gulped. Her car was parked at home. And she doubted he would walk her that far. “I got a ride with Mrs. Norris and Sol.”
    “Just my luck,” he muttered.
    What the hell is that supposed to mean? She hadn’t asked him to come over and talk to her. “If I’m such a burden, don’t worry about it. I’m a big girl.”
    She stormed past him. If only he’d stayed away. Then the sexy and mysterious man fantasy she took to bed with her every night would remain in her dreams, and she could forget the asshole behind her.
     
    Fuck. He never knew what to do or say around her. Unlike every other woman he encountered, Rachel left him fumbling for words. What had he said to offend her?
    He refused to let her walk away this time, rushing after her. Grabbing her arm, he swung her around to face him. “Rachel, please.” The urge to draw her against him overwhelmed him, but the last thing he needed was for her to scream alien when she noticed his eyes, remembered how he’d changed them to look like hers. It wasn’t the middle of the night, pouring rain this time. She still wore all of her clothing, even if it was soaking wet, and clinging to her luscious body. His cock stirred, and he longed to rip off the wet material.
    She jerked from his grasp. “What, so you can insult me again?” With a fierce stare, she thrust a finger into his chest. “For your information, those women are the only source I have to find a date, because all of the guys who live in Hanton are assholes.”
    She might as well have kicked him in the sac. Anger radiated off her in waves, and since it was directed at him, he ached with the emotion ten-fold. Then her bottom lip quivered. The force of her emotions dropped, and he wanted to wrap his arms around her. He would crash to the ground if she started crying.
    Raising his hands, he hoped to calm her down. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to insult you. It’s just that I have my truck with me, and I didn’t want you to—”
    “Get it wet? I said don’t worry about me. I’ll walk.”
    “No.” Why is she so difficult? She’d seemed less spiteful when he picked her up last weekend in the pouring rain. For a moment, he considered throwing her back in the river. “The seats are really dirty.”
    “And I’m not?”
    Her nose suddenly flared, and the glare she gave him made his cock go rigid. She frustrated him so much right now, yet his desire for her only grew. Somehow, he had to claim her, mark her as his. But, to do that, he had to stay on her good side. “The dirt on your dress can be washed off, but the oil and grime in my truck will leave stains. I think I have a garbage bag you can sit on, though.”
    He sensed her agitation and sadness ebb away. “ If you’re willing to accept another ride from me.”
    Her cheeks flushed. Maybe he still had a chance with her.
    “I would appreciate a ride. Thank you.”
    Resting a hand on the small of her back, he guided her to where he’d parked his truck after seeing her shoved into the river. Time to take her home.
    He drove, trying to think of something to say to her, to find out if she would be willing to spend more time with him. But every time he opened his mouth, he forgot what he wanted to say. Pulling into her driveway, he felt his heart pounding in his chest. No way would he let her leave without some agreement that she would see him again rather than the occasional late night wave or