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that?”
    “Because it’s true. You’re one of the most uninhibited people I know.”
    “That doesn’t mean I . . . never mind,” Skye muttered. “Forget it.”
    Sue Ellen sounded remorseful. “I didn’t mean it as an insult.”
    Skye patted her arm. “I know.”
    “Calling her a slut isn’t exactly a compliment,” Lulu noted. “First you think she’s dead, then you think she’s a slut.”
    “I didn’t call her a slut!” Sue Ellen turned her gaze from the road ahead to Skye beside her. “You know that, right?”
    “Hey, watch out!”
    Sue Ellen swerved to avoid hitting a squirrel that had sprinted into the street. “Oh no! I didn’t hit it, did I?”
    “No, it’s fine,” Skye said. “Look at it, sitting on the curb with tons of Paris Hilton attitude, mocking you.”
    “Oh no,” Sue Ellen groaned.
    “I told you, the squirrel is fine,” Skye said.
    “Not the squirrel.”
    “Then what?”
    Sue Ellen pointed to the police cruiser flashing its lights behind them.
    “Ladies.” Nathan’s voice was solemn. “We meet again.”

Chapter Three
    “We have to stop meeting like this, Sheriff,” Skye drawled. “People will start talking.”
    “What did I do?” Sue Ellen’s voice trembled.
    “You were driving erratically.” Nathan’s voice reflected his disapproval.
    “That’s because Sue Ellen thought Skye was dead,” Lulu said.
    “Really?” Nathan leaned down to get a better look through the car window. “She doesn’t look dead to me.”
    Skye batted her lashes at him. “Another compliment, Sheriff?”
    “Just the facts, ma’am.”
    “In that case, why aren’t you dragging Sue Ellen out of the car like you did me?” Skye demanded.
    “I didn’t drag you out,” Nathan said calmly. “I asked you very politely to get out of the car. I even said please.”
    “Right before you handcuffed me. Don’t you want to put the cuffs on Lulu back there?” Skye jabbed her thumb toward the backseat. “With that goth thing going on, Lulu must look very dangerous to you.”
    “I’ve been trying to tell Lulu that black lipstick and nail polish aren’t very feminine,” Sue Ellen said. “Maybe you could help out, Sheriff. From a man’s perspective, you know?”
    “Not my jurisdiction, ma’am.”
    “You’re not a man?” Skye taunted.
    Nathan’s voice was stiff. “I meant fashion isn’t within my jurisdiction.”
    Skye wasn’t letting him off the hook. “That didn’t stop you from telling me what you thought of my clothes today. You weren’t pulling any punches then.”
    “Sparks,” Sue Ellen mouthed in the rearview mirror for Lulu’s benefit, pointing first at Nathan and then at Skye. “Lots of sparks.”
    “And what about asking Sue Ellen for her license and all that other paperwork, huh?” Skye said, leaning forward to get a better look at Nathan. He’d actually taken off his sunglasses and stuck them in the top pocket of his shirt. A courtesy he hadn’t bothered to show her.
    “I don’t need you doing my job for me.”
    “Somebody has to do it, since you seem to be botching things.”
    “Well, then.” Sue Ellen’s smile was bright. “I’ve got my license and registration and proof of insurance right here.” She hastily handed the papers to Nathan.
    “She also keeps her paper money all facing the same direction in her wallet,” Skye told him. “In decreasing amounts. Twenties first, then tens, then fives, then ones.”
    Nathan didn’t seem impressed. “Everyone does that.”
    “No, they do not. I sure don’t,” Skye said.
    “You keep old speeding tickets in your bag,” Nathan countered. “Along with a lot of other stuff.”
    “Like the box of condoms. Why don’t you just say it?” Skye’s voice rose along with her agitation. “You jumped to conclusions about me based on the fact that I was carrying a box of condoms in my bag.”
    “Skye, you slut, you,” Lulu teased from the backseat.
    “A safe and smart slut,” Skye retorted. “And don’t