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accomplish that. Tina didn’t see Belinda in the
bedroom, but she saw her keys on the dresser, so she jerked them up
and went to move the car for Mr. Cranky Pants.
     
    Dean sat in the truck staring at the dusty
black convertible in the rearview as Tina Montgomery ground the
gears on the manual transmission, but still didn’t find reverse. He
needed to get out of here before the feed store closed at one
o’clock. Cord was supposed to restock the feed room yesterday, but
he’d been too busy, according to him. What he’d been busy doing,
Dean had yet to figure out.
    The gears ground again and the little car
bucked, but didn’t move. Dean had enough, so he threw the truck
into park and opened the door to go move the damned thing himself.
Stopping beside the driver’s door he tapped on the window. “Get
out,” he ground out.
    Tina held up a finger to him, then pushed the
hair on her forehead back with her wrist, before she tried to crank
the car again.
    Dean flung the door open. “Just get out!” he
shouted, and her head rocked back on her shoulders, and her gray
eyes widened. “I don’t have all fucking day!” Her left eyebrow
lifted and she shot him a glare with her angry blue eyes, before
she swung her legs out of car. He noticed she was still wearing the
rubber boots. At least the woman had a little sense. But not enough
to get the hell out of his way evidently. She just sat there
staring up at him. Dean pulled the door wider and shouted, “I said
get out!”
    Tina Montgomery stood, put her fists on her
hips then met his eyes directly. “Fuck you,” she said, so primly
Dean almost laughed. He thought he might be hearing things. Surely
this prissy little woman didn’t just say what he thought she
had.
    “ Excuse me?” he asked with a
disbelieving laugh.
    She lifted her eyebrow higher, put her fists
on her deliciously curvy hips then repeated very clearly, “I said go fuck yourself.”
    Dean chuckled, and it looked like she got
angrier.
    She was so small, her neck was laid back on
her shoulders like she was staring at the sky, so she could glare
up at him. Unfamiliar laughter tickled his belly. If her eyes were
a laser beam, Dean would be melted in a puddle at her feet. That’s
how hot her eyes were when she got a little neck action going and
said, “You aren’t the boss of me, and your attitude
sucks!”
    You aren’t the boss of me? How old was
this woman?
    She was the size of a child, but from her word
choices, and her full breasts which were heaving with every
agitated breath she took, he didn’t think she was that young. Until
that moment though, Dean hadn’t realized just how beautiful his
sister-in-law’s friend actually was. In the barn this morning, the
dim lighting hadn’t done her justice. Standing here under the tree
with shafts of late morning sun setting the auburn streaks in her
dark hair on fire, the soft light painting her skin a golden glow,
and her anger making her cheeks rosy, Dean decided she was amazingly beautiful. As beautiful as one of the china dolls
in his mother’s collection, which he realized she
resembled.
    And that damned full pink mouth of hers was
calling to him. He’d like to kiss the sassy right out of it. Dean
would bet it tasted just as good as it looked. Like moist, ripe
cherries. She licked those lips and his dick stirred in a big way,
which pissed him off. He didn’t have time for this. The feed store
was closing soon.
    Besides he should be pissed at her, not
standing here daydreaming about kissing her. This tiny little woman
with a mouth the size of Texas had just told him off. That was
pretty ballsy, since she was the one getting in his way
here. “Where did you learn to drive, sugar? Wal-mart special
driver’s ed course?” Dean asked with a nasty snicker.
    “ I’ve never driven a stick before,”
she answered defensively.
    He huffed out a frustrated breath. “Give me
the keys, and I’ll move it,” he said holding out his hand for them.
She gnawed