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she planned to destroy him one way or another. He thought she’d spent the last years of her life fooling around and playing the party girl. Well, he didn’t know who he was up against, and his ignorance and indifference to her would serve her well.
    “I am so tired of the cold. Once the sun goes down, temperatures plummet this time of year.”
    “I guess I should have packed my warmer coat,” she said lamely, turning to the side window and rolling her eyes. Nothing about this guy appealed to the senses. Unpleasant to look at, his gut hung over his waistband, and his overstretched shirt rode up on his hairy belly. His ruddy cheeks and nose made the rest of his face look pasty white. If that wasn’t enough, he needed a shower. Bad. But the way he kept looking at her made the creepy crawlies dance up her spine and over her skin. She hoped the roads stayed clear enough for them to make it to the ranch quickly. “How much farther is it?”
    “Only about another twenty miles. Don’t worry. We’ll make it. I drive through thicker stuff than this all the time.”
    “It’s just I’m cold and I can’t wait to be inside so I can warm up by a hot fire.” She only hoped the house still had the electricity turned on and wood for the fireplace. Either way, being at the house would be better than sitting next to Travis.
    “If you’re cold, come on over here, darlin’. Ol’ Travis will keep you warm.” He reached over and traced his fingers over her shoulder and down her arm.
    “Really, thank you, but I’m fine.”
    “You’re all wet, ain’t ya?”
    She didn’t like the suggestive way he said “wet.” It made her feel as dirty as the look in his eyes.
    “Best way to get warm in weather like this is to use each other’s body heat. Lord knows this old truck’s heater can’t keep you as warm as I can.”
    While she thought of a response, he reached over, grabbed her thigh, and pulled her leg closer to him. Too intimate and totally inappropriate. Fear washed through her chest, and she gasped, swatting his hand away. “Stop that.”
    All he did was chuckle, but she didn’t find any comfort in the creepy sound.
    “Come on, honey, scoot on over here and give ol’ Travis a little somethin’, somethin’.”
    “Look, I’m not interested in anything but a ride.”
    “I’ll give you the ride of your life.”
    After the day she had, her trepidation turned to anger. “Really. This is how you think women want to be treated?”
    “The way I see it, honey, you’ve got two options, me and this truck, or that there snowstorm.”
    Trying to appeal to his sense of decency, if he had one, she said. “What will sweet Bev and all those other customers back at the coffee house say when they find out you dumped me on the road?”
    “All they’ll know is what I tell them. That I fucked the hot chick in the front seat of my truck.”
    “Not a single one of them will believe I gave into your charms , big guy.”
    “Think you’re something special, do you?” He reached for her again, but she smacked his hand, stinging her fingers and hopefully his hand as well. He pulled back from her, but checked the mirrors and slammed on the brakes in the middle of the deserted road.
    “If you haven’t noticed, bitch, we’re alone out here. No one will know if you and I did the nasty, so stop all this fussing. Come here and show me some appreciation.”
    “All I want is a ride. I’m willing to pay you for it, but I am not sleeping with you to get it.”
    “Just a little somethin’ for my trouble.” He reached for her again. This time his fingers dug into her thigh. He pulled her closer, leaning in to kiss her.
    She leaned back, out of his reach, and pushed at his shoulders with her hands. The fear returned. Her heart thundered against her ribs. “Travis, stop. You don’t want to do this. You don’t even know me.”
    “I know you’re probably the most beautiful woman who will ever come through here, and I want