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she’s engaged so guys like me know the score. It’s only right.”
    “You think I’m hot?” She turned her head toward Shooter.
    “I think you missed the point there,” Wes said.
    She pivoted her head back to him. “Do you think I’m hot too?”
    He laughed and stared out the side window before glancing at her. “Not that it matters now, but yeah, I do.”
    “You don’t think I’m fat?” Maryann glanced from the cowboy to the left of her, back to the one on the right of her and waited for an answer. Robert had told her she should go on a diet because she was getting big. “Be honest.”
    “Heck no I don’t think you’re fat. I think you’re perfect. Like I said, if Wes wasn’t such a fuddy duddy and if you weren’t engaged, I’d be all over you.” Shooter grinned.
    Maryann spun back to Wes. “You?”
    Wes shook his head. “I truly hope you don’t remember any of this conversation in the morning but no, I don’t think you’re fat and if you weren’t engaged, Shooter here would have quite the fight on his hands because I’d likely be all over you too.”
    “Well, there’d be no need to fight over me because I like you both.”
    Shooter laughed, loud and hearty, next to her. “Oh, man. And you thought British chicks were all cold and nanny-like. Were you wrong.”
    “Well it doesn’t matter, does it? Because she’s engaged. Even though she doesn’t wear a damn ring.” Wes mumbled the last part but Maryann heard it.
    “My ring’s in my luggage. I took it off when I decided to break up with Robert.”
    Wes glanced down at her. “When did you decide that?”
    “In Atlanta,” she answered matter-of-factly.
    “When were you in Atlanta?” Shooter sounded surprised.
    She looked at him. “When my flight from London landed there and I had to change planes.” She pivoted her head back to Wes. “I had to take an indoor train to get to my plane.”
    “Yeah, the airport in Atlanta is big.” Wes glanced at her and sighed. “Okay, let’s go about this another way. What made you decide during a layover in Atlanta to break off your engagement with your fiancé?”
    “His lying about the sandwich started it, I guess, but the kids probably were what made my final decision.”
    “You have kids?” Wes sounded even more shocked than he had when she’d said she was engaged.
    “No. That’s the problem. Do you want kids, Wes?”
    Wes glanced at her. “Yeah, I do.”
    “Lots of them?” Maryann asked him.
    “A few. Three maybe.” Wes’s voiced softened. “You want kids?”
    “Yes. I want a whole houseful.” She nodded so hard it made her head spin.
    Shooter cleared his throat. “Um, I want kids too. That’s why I’ve been practicing making them as often as I can.”
    Maryann giggled. “You’re funny.”
    “He’s an ass.” Wes glanced over again. “So let’s get back to this broken engagement.”
    “Well, that’s the problem. I don’t want to break up with him over the phone. That’s just mean, even if he is cheating on me.”
    “Whoa, wait a minute. He’s cheating on you?” Shooter leaned forward to get her attention.
    “I think so.” Maryann nodded. “I have no proof yet, but it doesn’t matter because he doesn’t carry my luggage or open doors or think I’m hot and he never will.” Her anger began to build with every new thing she thought of that bothered her about Robert. The contrast between him and the men with her in the truck was glaring. Suddenly, her decision was made. “That’s it. I’m calling him right now and breaking up with him.”
    “Maryann, you’ve had a lot to drink. You might want to think about that first.” Wes was sounding an awful lot like her father at the moment. He was much hotter when he wasn’t lecturing her.
    “No, I want to do it now. Then I can do what I want while I’m here and not feel guilty. Where’s my purse with my phone?”
    “Here ya go.” Shooter dropped her purse in her lap. “Need me to help you