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to let her get away with what she did to me. I’ve got cops asking questions, and I don’t want them snooping around. I have something else I want you to deliver to her once my sources locate her. I will be in touch.”
    “Why can’t we just forget about her? She’s not important. She doesn’t matter when you can replace her with a dozen others. Even Teressa and Michelle are interested in you.”
    “I don’t want them. I waited a year for this. My mind is made up, and remember who you are talking to. I’ve gotta go. Don’t screw this up because if I have to hire someone else to do it, I will, and you can forget about your promotion.”
    Barry hung up the phone just as his wife approached carrying two piña coladas. He despised her, but he had to keep her. If he divorced her, then her father would fire him. Not that her old man was a saint, but he kept his affairs well hidden. All Barry wanted was Stacy. Everything about her from her long, thick red hair to her sparkling green eyes turned him on. Her body was a work of art from what he could tell, considering she wore such nonrevealing clothing. Even that was a turn-on. When he finally got a hold of her body, he wanted every inch of her. He wanted her all to himself, and the fact that his father-in-law had noticed Stacy as well…Well, that just pissed Barry off. Stacy belonged to him, and he was going to have her.
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    Eric Cantrell walked out of the stables feeling hot, dirty, and tired. He had spent the day out in the fields mending fences. He was pissed off that one of their hands, Gutry, had obviously been slacking in his duties. As soon as he found the guy, he was going to give him a final warning. This wasn’t the first time Gutry screwed up. Eric, his brother Max, and their cousins could have lost livestock.
    As he dusted the dirt off his jeans while he was walking, he thought about the damage that still needed mending and how a trip to the hardware store tomorrow for more materials was a must. Now that he was back on Cantrell land, he also found himself thinking about the gorgeous young woman in Ron Thorton’s truck. She was a beauty. She looked a little timid, but knowing how big Eric was, he assumed his height and size had intimidated her. She was a petite little thing with amazing green eyes. Damn, she was a sight to remember. He couldn’t recall the last time when just looking at a woman made his dick hard. Just thinking about her now stirred his cock’s attention. Fuck! He shifted as he walked, trying to ease the tightness in his crotch.
    “Hey, where ya been?”
    Eric looked up in time to see his cousin, Charlie, walking toward him. They met just a few feet before the gardens.
    “That asshole Gutry screwed up big time, damn it! I’ve been out doing his fucking job all day, and it ain’t even done yet.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “The damn fences haven’t been fixed in God knows how long. I thought you and Ben were going to keep an eye on him?”
    “Well, I thought Ben was, but I guess not. He’s been too busy lately,” Charlie responded, looking annoyed now as well.
    “Busy with what? The ladies? Damn, I’m going to have to make him come along with me tomorrow to fix the rest.”
    “Well, in the meantime, what about Gutry? I think we’re going to have to toss his ass.”
    “I never cared for that guy anyway. He’s always causing fights whether he’s kicked back a few too many at Francine’s place or over in Turbank. We’ve got to talk to the others and confirm what we want to do. I’ve had it.”
    “Well, why don’t you go take a shower and get cleaned up. Supper’s nearly done. That’s another soon-to-be problem, you know, too,” Charlie added, looking grim.
    “What? The cook? What the hell is going on with Tex?”
    “He’s been missing his daughter really badly. Now that the third grandchild’s been born, he wants to leave to go see her. He’s been thinking about moving out to Wyoming to be closer to her