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rounded breasts stretched a short faded mint green t-shirt. Flip-flops drummed the floor drawing Jet’s attention to dainty feet. The overall look should’ve been shabby and sloppy. Not on her. She wore sexy as if it were a given right. Her long golden mane tied high on her head flopped shoulder to shoulder like a little girls. Once again, innocence mocked the lusty appeal.
    The doorbell chimed again to admit two more people. Jet frowned at the men. Looks like the night’s picking up. An inner alert went off when they also headed toward the refrigerated section. It was too much to hope they’d grab what they’d come for and leave. As suspected, they stopped directly behind the woman contemplating cheese and eggs. Jet let out a quiet groan.
    “Now what do you suppose we have here, Skeet?”
    The guy who spoke appeared to have been in the sun all day. That, along with shorts and t-shirt suggested he was one of the visiting lake-goers. He was a husky man with dirty blonde hair, his girth most likely from the amount of beer he imbibed. His friend Skeet was dressed in a similar manner, but built more solid.
    “Well, it looks as if this little lady needs help deciding on what she wants,” Skeet responded, causing the other man to snicker.
    “I know what she wants,” he jeered, lewdly grabbing the front of his shorts.
    Jet willed her to ignore them and walk away.
    Of course, she didn’t. Instead, the minx turned and tilted that little nose up.
    “Why don’t you fellas go bother someone else? I’m not interested.”
    She resumed her study of the contents inside the refrigerated display glass.
    The men looked at each other and smiled. The one referred to as Skeet inched up closer. She spun around and shoved at his chest.
    “Get lost!” she snapped and held up a set of keys with a can of mace attached.
    Jet rolled his eyes. Like that would do any good.
    The other man with Skeet chuckled. “Well what do you know; we got ourselves a feisty one.”
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    Lily clenched her teeth in irritation. She was tired, irritable and in an overall bad mood. They didn’t scare her, but their snickers revealed their ignorance of a woman capable of defending herself these days. Puberty had marked her first self-defense course. She was on the verge of delivering a blistering lecture about manners and insecure men when a painfully familiar voice spoke.
    “I think it’s a good idea if you boys grab what you came for, pay for it, and leave.”
    They all looked at the man leaning a casual shoulder against one of the floor to ceiling beams. His right arm hung loose at his side, while the thumb of his bandaged hand was looped in his belt. For a moment, the two men hesitated as if making a calculation of the man’s injuries. The man named Skeet was the first to respond.
    “Now, Sheriff, you don’t need to get involved in this. This little girl here was asking for some help. We were simply trying to accommodate her.”
    “That’s a lie!” Lily couldn’t believe the audacity of the man.
    “I think she can manage by herself.” The sheriff spoke calmly, belying the gleam in his gaze.
    Skeet looked as if he was going to argue, but evidently whatever high he’d been on, dissipated as the posing threat became clear. His friend was slower to catch on.
    “You don’t look like you’re on your full game here, Sheriff, with those injuries and all. Now we’d hate to have to take advantage of your disability,” the other man sneered.
    A feral grin creased the hard tanned face and he threw down a wink. ‘Try me.”
    Even Lily shivered at the perilous tone, as did Skeet. He intervened by jerking on his friend’s arm to pull him away. His nervous laugh alerted the caution to back down.
    “We’re only joking with you, Sheriff. We don’t want any trouble with the law here.” He shot his buddy a hard smile filled with warning. “Come on, we need to get the beer and head back before the girls get restless.” His cordial smile was