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wouldn’t make a third mistake. He was too important to her.
    After her loss of judgment with Nathan Rafferty, she’d dumped the guy. Realizing too late that his brand of charm didn’t compare to the glow of Dallas’s. By then, she’d lost him, though. She didn’t have the guts to face Dallas and apologize. Shame had made her hide for too long.
    As they drove to the pond, he grew quiet.
    She tried to draw him out, make him talk.
    “Lots of changes in this town since I left,” she said. “Some of the land looks so different to me.”
    “ Yes’m.” He pointed. “That house used to belong to Jordans, remember? Now it’s a historical landmark, and they’re opening it for tours within the year.”
    On the y bumped toward the pond. He stabbed a finger toward the right. “That ancient tree we used to sit under finally fell.”
    She blinked at the crumpled trunk. Limbs still scattered the ground around it. Warm memories of lying under the branches and talking out problems with Dallas filled her. “ What happened to it?”
    “ Lightning struck it a year or two ago.” His dark gaze pinned her to the seat.
    She studied him, wishing she could read him better. What was going on in that handsome head of his?
    He tugged his hat lower as if to hide.
    She couldn ’t shake the feeling that he wanted to get her out of the mud and out of his life, no matter what had just happened between them. Maybe coming back had been dumb, as most of her decisions were.
    The traces of his lovemaking still wet her shorts. The mind-blowing feel of his cum filling her made her squirm for more. She ’d never been this close to a man before—he’d wholeheartedly claimed her, and her decision to allow that would never become a regret.
    What he didn ’t know was he’d always owned her heart.
    She rested a hand on his thigh. The bulge of muscle twitched at her touch, and she grinned. He was far from immune to her, and that counted for something.
    They reached his house, and he stopped in front. A dog zoomed into the yard, happy to see Dallas, but when Ellie climbed out of the truck, the dog snarled as if hungry for flesh.
    “Your dog is… um…” She eyed the mangy-looking thing. Its grayish fur rippled in several different directions. Its underbite revealed several crooked teeth, and its eyes bugged out.
    “ That’s Webster. He’s butt-ugly, but he’s loyal.” Dallas cocked an eye at her.
    Striding o ff to the barn, he left Ellie in the yard with Webster, her heart bleeding. She shouldn’t have come here, thinking to get back into Dallas’s good graces. The forgiving young man she’d known was gone—replaced by this hard, unrelenting cowboy.
    A cowboy with an ass she could bounce quarters off.
    Seconds later, the rumble of a tractor engine ebbed from the barn. She looked away from Webster, who wouldn ’t allow her to take a step without corralling her back against the truck, and saw the big red tractor roll out.
    I ’ll get my truck unstuck and go. Leave Dallas alone.
    The sex they ’d shared had been the hottest experience of her life, but she wouldn’t continue to try if he wouldn’t accept her efforts.
    The massive tires bore down on her, and she pressed closer to the truck. Webster hemmed her in.
    Dallas threw open the small door of the tractor cab and waved at her. “ Come up.”
    She started to move, and Webster pealed a growl that made her heart seize.
    “Enough,” Dallas barked at the hound. Webster sat, tongue lolling out of the side of his mouth. Again, Dallas waved at her.
    She came forward, unsure how to climb into the massive tractor. Would she even fit up there with him?
    Maybe there’s room on his lap.
    As she neared, he pointed to a metal ledge she could use to step up. She did, launching herself into the cab and into his arms.
    He held her a moment longer than necessary, then eased her onto the vinyl seat at his side. There was barely room for her, but if she crossed her legs and squished herself against