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some passionate rendezvous. Chances are I'll be back before she realizes I had left, unless you were considering a few consoling kisses?"
    "Don't be disgusting!"
    Spinning away from the loosened hold on her waist, Patty weaved through the tables to the exit, only to have Morgan's hand reach around her to open the door.
    Her mouth tightened as she walked out of the door, his long, broad shadow falling over her, blocking out the light from the bar. She took one step in the direction of her own pickup and his hand curved around the back of her neck, his fingers enmeshed in her long hair.
    "You're riding with me, Skinny," Morgan announced.
    Turning as much as the punishing hand on her neck would allow, Patty glared into the roughly masculine face, midnight black hair curling down toward thick black brows. The blue of his eyes was lost in the dark of the night and the lazily narrowed sooty lashes. The calmly determined set of his jaw irritated her.
    "I have no wish to ride with you," she declared frostily.
    "We aren't talking about wishes. You have three choices. We can stand out here and argue. You can go with me peaceably or I can carry you. Now, which is it going to be?"
    Their eyes locked in silent challenge. "I wish I were a man," Patty sighed bitterly, breaking away from his gaze as tears of angry frustration filled her eyes.  
    "There you go, talking about wishes again," he mocked.
    His fingers released her neck and twined themselves deeper in her hair, tugging its sharply to send shooting fires of pain through her scalp. Uselessly she grabbed for his arm in self-protection.
    "You're a brute! Do you know that?" she accused.
    His expression was calm and unruffled. "I know you think so. What's it going to be—do I carry you or are you walking?"
    The thought of being crushed unwillingly against that massive chest the second time in one day sent waves of heat flowing through her blood. The last time was much too vivid in her mind for Patty to want a repeat performance. That was an experience she wanted to forget.
    "If you would quit pulling my hair, I'll walk to your stupid truck!" Patty muttered.
    "Was I pulling it?" Morgan asked with false innocence. Untangling his fingers, he smoothed the hair from the back of her neck to her shoulders. "I'm so used to seeing you in your Annie Oakley pigtails that I was probably subconsciously making certain these silky locks were yours and not a wig."
    "You wanted me to cry uncle and you know it!" she bit savagely, twisting away from his hand and stalking toward his blue truck.
    "I was paying you a compliment." Again a door was opened before Patty could reach it, this time the door of the truck.
    "Save them for the other girls who are bowled over by your potent male virility," she retorted. "Personally, I find it revolting!"
    Morgan walked around the truck, slamming the door as he slid behind the wheel. "Don't worry, Skinny." He turned the key in the ignition and the motor growled to life. "I'm not trying to compete with Lije or his memory for your favors."
    "His memory?" Involuntarily, Patty shuddered. "You make it sound as if he's dead."
    "For you, he is."
    Patty stared at the profile etched against the side window of the truck, the slanting forehead, the strong straight nose,the firm mouth and jutting chin. There was a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach. As much as she hated to admit it, Morgan Kincaid was right.
    If she truly wanted to get over Lije, she had to bury the past, all her love, memories and dreams. They had been a part of her for so long, it would be like cutting off an arm or a leg. The question was did she want to let go of them and let Lije become only a long-time friend and neighbor?
    Sobered and frightened by the decision she discovered she had to make for her future, a troubled light entered her chocolate brown eyes. She had been living one day at a time. Now, thanks to Morgan, she was forced to look farther ahead.
    "Has the cat got your tongue?" Amusement