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finding someone who could really make you happy."
     
    She gasped and raised her multi-ringed hand
to her impressive heaving cleavage. "Why, Luke Matthews, I think
you're dumping me."
     
    Give the lady a prize, she got it on the
first try. "I think it would be the best for both of us to date
other people, sugar. I work so much I hardly have time for you. You
deserve someone who can give you more attention."
     
    "Well, maybe you're right. I do deserve
better, Luke." She stood and pulled down the micro-mini blue jean
skirt that barely covered her round ass then picked up her water
glass and leaned closer to him. His eyes automatically traveled to
her cleavage.
     
    "Go fuck yourself, Luke. Because you
certainly aren't going to be fuc--" she pinched her lips on the
last curse and then tossed the water into his face and slammed the
glass on the table, before spinning on her heel and stomping to the
door.
     
    Okay, that just capped his shitty day. Water
dripped down his hair into his eyes and splotched his shirt. He
reached across the table and pulled several napkins out of the
holder and mopped his face with them. Then he noticed that the
entire diner had become eerily quiet and all eyes were focused on
him.
     
    "Just a misunderstanding folks...please, eat
your dinner." He felt a flush creep up his neck and across his
cheeks and he stood, tossed a few bills on the table then picked up
his Stetson and jammed it on his head as he walked to the door.
     
    This would be all over town tomorrow, he
knew. Luke hated to be the fodder for the town gossip mill. He'd
had years of that with his father. It irritated the shit out of him
to be there again. Not to mention, it made him look like a fool,
because he was Sheriff.
     
    He lived a clean life, kept to himself, and
tried to stay on the straight and narrow. As Sheriff he needed to
keep a low profile. The scene that just played out was not helping
that cause. Maybe he needed to date women from Henrietta, instead
of Bowie. Taking his business out of town might be the answer to
keeping it from spilling out in such a public way.
     
    Dammit, this was all Cassie Bellamy's fault
too. Why the hell had she come back to Bowie now after ten years?
He thought he was way past being angry over her desertion so long
ago. Way past feeling anything for her. Evidently, that
wasn't the case, since all he could think about all afternoon, and
now, was her .
     
    He'd never admit it, but he was thirty-one
years old and unattached for a reason. The gaping hole she had left
inside of him when she left him ten years ago was still there, as
was the lesson she'd taught him. Women couldn't be trusted. They
were fickle, and flighty. Which explained why he only dated bimbos
these days, so he wasn't tempted to get attached.
     
    Well, no more. Fate had presented him with a
golden opportunity to get his head on straight again, and he was
going to seize it so he could finally move on from Cassie Bellamy,
and find something more lasting in his life. The old scars she had
left would be erased, and the unfinished business between them
completed, before the leggy blonde left Bowie again.
     
    Luke wasn't into playing games, so he didn't
know how he was going to pull it off, she didn't seem overly
interested in seeing him again when he was with her earlier today.
No, she'd been too busy reacquainting herself with Cody Lawson at
the garage to even say goodbye to him.
     
    Well, Luke was going to be on her like white
on rice until she got in the right frame of mind, and then he would
accomplish his goal. Luke looked both ways at the corner then
crossed the street with determination and walked to where his truck
was parked.

CHAPTER THREE
     
     
     
    At 8 a.m. sharp, Luke walked into the
station and stopped at Julie Beth's desk to pick up the pink
messages on his spike there. The dispatcher wasn't around, so he
went to his office and grabbed his coffee cup then headed to the
kitchen for his second cup of the morning.