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Grove.”
    “That’s the best part about it.” That was a lie. He was the best part about it. She didn’t even bother trying to lie to herself. She was all about facing things head on, at least with herself. The man sitting across from her was who she’d dreamed about from a young age. Time hadn’t erased that.
    After dinner, they walked up and down Broadway. Every race and creed filled the sidewalks to bursting, and almost everyone wore cowboy boots. She pointed and laughed at what could only be described as a fifteen-person bar on a bicycle. Everyone had to pedal to make it move, and it was hysterical watching it try to go uphill.
    “I’ve ridden on one of those a few times,” he said next to her ear. He stood behind her, his hand lightly touching her waist. “Almost impossible to get drunk on the thing.”
    “Oh, I gotta try that.” She dashed to the nearest one.

Chapter 3

    T hrand was hard-pressed to keep up with her as she wove her way through the crowd. They grabbed the last two spots on the pedal bar and rode down the street.
    He was amazed. The girl he’d known never said much to anyone except him and Cam. This girl was the life of the party, laughing and talking to everyone. He didn’t say much. Didn’t have to. He was content to watch her. The sparkle in her eyes, the flash of her grin, the way she licked her lips when she downed a long drink of beer.
    When they finally got off, she grinned ear to ear and flung her arms around him in a hug. Her body flush against his, he ceased to breathe.
    “That was so much fun.” Before he could register how her body fit to his, she had pulled back and turned away.
    “Come on. Let’s go there.” She tugged and he stumbled blindly along as she fired off another round of questions—none that he had time to answer before she asked another one. Keeping up with her was like trying to grab a flame.
    If he ever managed to, it would scorch him.
    The sun blared through the window and made Thrand squint, but when his bed shifted, he frowned. On his stomach, he lifted his head to peer to the side. Perched on his bed, Cassie stared at him. A mischievous smile tugged at her lips as she snapped pictures of him with her phone.
    “What are you doing?” He scrubbed at his eyes to clear his vision.
    “Taking pictures.” She clicked another one as he rolled and leaned on his elbow.
    “Of me sleeping? Creepy much?”
    Her lips quirked. “Probably. But you wouldn’t wake up.”
    Cassie wore a tight tank top and tight pajama shorts. Her hair was a tangled mess, like she’d just woken up, and he had the insane urge to pull her to him.
    “Do you always sleep naked?” She dropped her gaze and blushed.
    “What the hell, Cas? Not only staring at me while I sleep but looking under the covers? Hold on. You didn’t take pictures of me naked, did you?”
    “I wouldn’t do that.”
    Her flushed face didn’t help her cause.
    “Gimme that.” He grabbed her phone and scanned through the pics. He was impressed. Only a cheesy camera phone, but she got some cool shots. Fortunately, he was decently covered.
    “You need a real camera.” He handed it back to her.
    “I will when I get some money gathered up.”
    He watched her scan through the pics, a contented look on her face.
    “Let’s get you one.”
    Her green eyes widened. “I can’t do that. I don’t have any money and I won’t let you do it. You’ve done enough for me already.”
    He brushed the tip of her nose with his finger. “Don’t be silly. Let’s call it a belated birthday present. Or, if it makes you feel better, you can pay me back later.”
    No way would he let her, but he would let her think so. He could tell by her grin and the way she was nearly bouncing in anticipation, she wouldn’t be able to say no.
    He slid out of bed. She squealed and covered her eyes. He laughed and looked over his shoulder in time to see her peeking through her fingers. “Nice try, Cas, but I can see you looking.”
    She