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cranky or I’m going to think
you’ve got PMS," she joked. "You’re a guy. You aren’t supposed to
have monthly hormonal imbalances."
    Olivia snorted at that.
    "You’re not staying." He spoke so harshly,
Frankie took a step backward.
    Finally, she got it. "You don’t want me
around you."
    The look on his face said it all, like a man
caught in an unpalatable truth. She’d come with the noble
intentions of breaking off their friendship if that was what it
took to move forward with her life, but it had never occurred to
her he was ready for it to end.
    And the realization hurt more than she would
have thought possible. "You’ve been trying to get rid of me since
you first saw me this morning. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to
catch on. I guess your family really wants a total break from
mine."
    If she thought it was more personal than
that, her heart was going to break. Maybe it already had.
    It felt like everything inside her had
shattered. So much for the numbness she’d been feeling. She was in
so much pain, she could barely breathe.
    He said a word under his breath that was not
very nice, but she kept backing up.
    "I’ll just ride back to the ranch with
Olivia. I won’t bug you again, Ty." Her voice broke on his name and
she spun away before the stupid stinging sensation in her eyes
manifested in something as embarrassing as tears.
    A hand latched onto her arm, the hold
unbreakable. "Damn it, Frankie. I’m not trying to kick you out of
my life."
    She kept her body averted, her head faced
away from him. "Don’t worry about it, Ty. It’s time I grew up and
moved on. I knew it and I thought I was ready, but it’s harder than
I expected is all."
    He yanked her back around, the movement not
gentle, but not painfully rough either. He glared down at her. "It
is not time for you to move on. We’ll be friends forever."
    "No. We can’t, Ty. I can’t ," she
stressed.
    "What the hell are you talking about?"
    "This...all of it...you’re right. I have no
place in your life."
    "I never said that!" His roar startled a
loud whinny from Circe.
    "Then, I’m saying it. I can’t be your friend
anymore, Ty." The moisture in her eyes welled against her lids. If
she blinked it would trickle over.
    "Don’t you dare cry," he growled.
    "I’m n-not," she said as two tears rolled
hotly down her cheeks.
    "Damn it!"
    "D-don’t swear at me!"
    "What am I supposed to do? How do I fix
this?" he asked as if the answers pained him as much as they did
her.
    She didn’t get a chance to respond because
his lips were claiming hers again. This time they were hot, hard
and hungry against hers...confusing her even more. But nothing
could dampen her response, this kiss had been so long in
coming.
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and
pressed up against him with all her might. His arms circled her and
he held her as if he could never bear to let her go.
    This time he kissed her until she was a
melting pool of feminine desire against him, until her mouth parted
and his tongue tasted hers.
    When he broke his lips from hers, he hugged
her close and spoke into her neck. "I don’t ever want to hurt you,
Frankie."
    "This doesn’t hurt."
    "But it will. If we keep doing it."
    "Why?"
    "I told you. I don’t think of you that
way."
    "Then why are you hard?"
    He swore again, but he didn’t move away.
"Biology. It still won’t work between us."
    "I don’t understand."
    "I know, baby. I know."
    He swore again, this time even more
viciously than before, and stepped away from her.
    "What’s the matter?"
    "She left."
    "Olivia?"
    "Yes."
    She looked around and sure enough the other
woman was nowhere to be seen.
    "She’s probably up at the house. I’ll leave
with her if you want me to, Ty." She had too much pride to stay
when she wasn’t wanted.
    "She’s not at the house. She left."
    "How—"
    "I heard the car start."
    "I didn’t hear anything."
    "You have your gifts. I have mine."
    "There’s probably time for you to drive me
back to Uncle