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finally pulling it free. Bloody hell, he was an idiot. He’d tied her up without scissors nearby. That was a rookie mistake and not only did he know better, but Sasha deserved better.
    â€œOutside,” she sputtered out. The second her hands were free, she bent down to pull up her pants, moving quickly and straightening her appearance as best she could.
    â€œWhat?” She wasn’t hurt. That was all he really cared about.
    â€œThere’s someone outside, walking this way. I don’t know how much they saw.”
    His mind finally registered that nothing was wrong with Sasha and what she’d been saying worked its way into his brain. Someone was outside? He couldn’t fathom who would stop by to visit, but then again, word had gotten out that he’d bought the place. It could be anyone. Probably there were a good number of people living nearby who remembered him.
    Damn stupid rotten timing. He wanted nothing more than to finish what he’d started with Sasha. He’d just send whoever it was away.
    But from outside the barn came a familiar, “Yoo-hoo!” that made him moan.
    â€œWhat?” Sasha asked. “Do you recognize their voice?”
    â€œCole?” asked the lady outside. “Are you down here? I thought I saw something.”
    â€œWho is it?” Sasha sounded pissed. And he couldn’t blame her. After all, he’d been minutes away from making her come so hard, she’d forget her name. Not to mention, the knees of her jeans were dirty, telling anyone who cared to look exactly what she’d been doing not too long ago.
    He sighed heavily. “Mary Catherine.”

Chapter Four
    What the fuck?
    Sasha knew she shouldn’t be angry at Cole; there was no way he’d known she was going to show up and ruin what she knew would be an earth-shattering orgasm. But the fact was, she
was
angry and he was the closest person to her.
    She put her hands on her hips. Sasha had been too hesitant and unsure to say anything when Cole’s ex unexpectedly dropped by the morning after she and Cole had slept together for the first time. But that was then and this was now. And now she was not hesitant or unsure. “Is it like a game your ex-girlfriends have? Trying to see how many times they can cock-block us? Do they get bonus points if they see me naked?”
    â€œSasha,” Cole said.
    â€œHello!” the perky voice from outside said. “I hear voices.”
    Sasha rolled her eyes.
    Seconds later, a petite woman with gray-streaked strawberry blond hair appeared in the doorway. “I thought I saw someone in here.”
    But the blonde didn’t pay Sasha any attention. She had eyes only for Cole.
    â€œCole Johnson,” she said, obviously not caring about her cold reception. “I heard you’d bought this place and then I saw the strange car yesterday. I put two and two together and decided to come say hi.”
    â€œHi,” Sasha said, but Mary Catherine didn’t even look her way.
    â€œI tried the house and no one answered, but the car was still outside, so I took a chance you’d be down here.” She threw her hands up. “And here you are!”
    â€œHow are you, Mary Catherine?” Cole asked.
    The blonde looked entirely too pleased to be the focus of his attention. Her cheeks actually flushed. “Good. I’m good. How are you?”
    â€œI’m well, thank you.”
    â€œI can’t believe you’re back. Are you here for good?”
    He moved to stand by Sasha’s side and slipped an arm around her shoulders. “No, actually. We’re just here for a week or so. This is my Sasha. Sasha, this is Mary Catherine. We grew up together; she was the vicar’s daughter.”
    He spoke it all very calmly, giving no indication that he’d ever breathed a word about Mary Catherine before this introduction.
    The woman still didn’t look her way. “Married?”
    Cole shook his