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spent some weekends with him on the Double Crown.”
    With Mallory’s face turned up to him, her hazel eyes now devoid of fear, Reed found himself as attracted to her as he had been last night. But the situation had gotten complicated and they would have to unravel it piece by piece. Standing, he said, “You’d better get your things together. Bentley might return with reinforcements. I’ll call the airport and tell them to get the jet ready.”
    â€œJet?”
    â€œI flew the company jet up here.”
    Her back straightening, she pushed her hair behind her ear. “I can pack my things, load up the car and drive to Texas. I don’t want to interrupt your plans.”
    â€œI think you already have.” As soon as he said it, he saw a look in her eyes that he decided was pure determination.
    â€œI left San Francisco to make my own decisions, Reed, and to start a new life in Texas on my own.”
    â€œThat’s going to be a little tough with Bentley on your heels, don’t you think? What if you stop for a meal and he pulls the same thing he pulled here? If you drive away from Reno alone, you won’t have any protection against him. He’ll know our marriage isn’t a marriage.”
    â€œI don’t want to get you mixed up in this.”
    She was dismissing the idea of their marriage as if it had never happened, and he probably should, too. But he couldn’t. Not when Bentley was on her tail. “At least let me deliver you to Dawson safely, then you can decide what you want to do next.”
    â€œBut my car is here, and I’m going to need it in San Antonio.”
    â€œIf I can find someone to drive it to Texas for you, will you fly home with me?”
    â€œOnly if the driver is reliable and will get my car there in one piece.”
    â€œI know someone who can take care of it.”
    When Reed had first arrived in Reno and looked up Matt Conroy, the owner of the Golden Spur, they’d had a lengthy conversation. Matt had told him he was aiming to visit some relatives in Texas very soon. Maybe now would be a good time if Reed offered to pay his airfare back.
    Sensing Mallory had an adventurous streak she was only beginning to discover, he upped the ante. “I could be persuaded to let you sit in the cockpit with me.”
    She laughed. “That’s a bribe, Reed Fortune.”
    â€œYes, it is, Mallory Prescott.”
    With a smile, she stood and faced him toe to toe. “All right. I’ll fly to San Antonio with you, but then I take care of myself.”
    He’d let her take care of herself, but only if she was out of harm’s way while she did it.
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    While Reed spoke with the men who were buzzing around the jet emblazoned with the Double Crown insignia, Mallory stood inside the airport trying to catch her breath. She couldn’t believe she’d married this sexy Australian, and she vowed to herself she’d never touch liquor again. A little late now that the damage is done, she thought. Thank goodness Reed was an honorable man. Maybe they could both get out of this thing unscathed.
    As she admired his tall, well-built frame, she remembered seeing him naked this morning, and she felt the heat rising inside her again. He wasn’t really her husband. Couldn’t be her husband. She didn’t know anything about the Australian branch of theFortunes, but the Texas ones were certainly wealthy. The last thing she wanted was to be involved with another wealthy man. Winston and her stepfather seemed to think women were possessions. She was having none of that ever again. She’d make a life for herself on her own terms.
    Reed saw her standing at the window and motioned for her to join him. A stiff breeze almost whipped her sweater from her shoulders as she stepped outside. She’d changed at her motel into mint-green slacks, a silk shirt and matching sweater. She’d only brought along clothes that she’d