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soap since the last guy obviously forgot to replace it, but she’d forgive him since he was probably a new father by now.
    “Dr. Macauley.” A sickly sweet voice called to her across the two-for-one bin by the registers.
    “Shit.” She said under her breath and turned around. “Serena, how are you?”
    The brunette flipped her hair and flashed a huge smile. “I’m good. I missed you today. I hate that our schedules are so far off.” She pouted and the wrinkled her nose when she saw Cason’s assortment of frozen boxes. “Maybe you should let me cook dinner for you, that shit is unhealthy.”
    Cason forced a grin. The reason their schedules were opposite was because she finally put her foot down and asked for the touchy feely nurse to be put on a different shift. “I can cook, I just don’t care to.” She lied. She was a hell of a cook, but cooking for one sucked. Why go through all of that when you could throw something in the microwave or order a pizza? She wasn’t going to tell Serena that, hell no, the woman would probably follow her home and demand she cook for her. Cason wondered if her husband Larry or Lance or something like that was home. Hopefully, he was and she wouldn’t take a chance on following Cason. She was pretty sure it had already happened once before last year, but she wasn’t certain and she damn sure didn’t need some big burly bearded truck driver spit tobacco at her as he kicked her ass for screwing his wife. “I need to get going. I’m sure I’ll see you at work sometime.” Cason said and cut a woman off with her cart to get into the fastest checkout line. That woman made her nervous and it wasn’t the good kind. She really was a very good nurse and had worked next to Cason on numerous occasions, if she could only keep her paws and sexual comments to herself.
     
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    Alder watched Clyde walk along the back of the crème colored soft leather couch. She petted his head and ran her hand down his back and up his tail. She had been back from Breckenridge for two days and was itching like a junkie to get on the Super Pipe sitting on the face of the mountain next door. She hated the fact that the Aspen Pipe was closed from the second week of January until X Games so that they could get it groomed for extreme level competition and paint the definition lines. She was told the competitors would be given four hour sessions for the next three days to practice before the start of Winter X Games Thursday afternoon. From that Thursday to Sunday extreme sports would take over the four mountains of Aspen, Colorado and leave nothing but snow tracks in its wake. Some of the world’s best athletes would compete in Skiing, snowboarding and snowmobiling events. The X Games were radical, crazy, and most of all exciting. Adler always felt the pressure of being a hometown girl, but she never let that stop her from throwing down. Since she landed that new trick in Breck she was full of energy and bouncing off the walls like a kid full of sugar. She needed to find something to calm her down.
    “If you were a dog I’d take you for a walk.” She said to the cat. He stopped his couch walking and turned his head as if he understood her. He threw his nose up and jumped down. Apparently, being compared to a dog was below him and he no longer wanted to appease her by letting her pet him. She laughed and flopped down on the couch.
    When her cell phone rang she snatched it up. She left Kevin a couple messages trying to find out if he was coming to town for the competition. Gordy’s name was displayed on the caller ID. She was use to going days without talking to Kevin, that wasn’t the problem. She just wanted to know whether or not to expect him.
    “I’m so keyed up I don’t think I’ll sleep for the next week.” He laughed.
    “Lay off the energy drinks man.” She laughed. She understood the excitement of competition. “What time does your flight get in tomorrow?”
    “Around ten I