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and catch him in the ribs.
    “Umpf! Damn, be gentle with me!” I hear him say as I step away after he lets me go.
    “Gentle? Why should I be gentle? You are lucky I didn't turn around and punch you in the face.  You have no right to sneak up behind me, no right to hold me.  What makes you think you do?” I ask him with a frazzled tone. What is it about him that makes me feel so…so…I don’t know confused? It seems like each time I have been around him or talked to him that my mind screams ‘see ya’ , but my heart beats faster and wants him to stay.
      He just grins and says “I told ya sweetheart, I never give up and besides I already know that WHEN I have my way, my arms will be the only ones you will allow to hold you.”
    Hmm, how to respond to that? “So, you’re Ryder? Layla’s brother.” I ask as I return to collecting my items. 
    “Yep!” He pops the P. “That’s me. She hasn’t talked a bunch of shit has she? I’ll kill her if she has.” He says as he looks at me questioningly.
      “ Naw, she hasn’t said much apart from your name and who you are. You look way too young to be her brother though, so I don’t know if I believe that. If you’re going to continue to stand there and gawk at me you can make yourself useful by helping me carry these supplies out to the bar.” I give him my standard ‘you’re bugging me’ look that I give most all of the guys that hit on me.
      I didn’t leave home to hook up with some guy. I left home because I needed to find me, I needed to find the real Faith.  If I stayed in Mobile any longer, I was going to have to see Beau and have the constant reminder of what he did. Then there were all our friends from school that I couldn’t face because I am sure that Beau has them all convinced that I did something wrong. So I have to steer clear of this guy. I can feel something beyond the physical attraction, something that was going to be much harder to fight and ignore.
      “Faith. I am only here for a few days maybe a week tops. I have a run coming up and I might be gone for a little while. Would you please have dinner with me? I don’t get to talk to very many people, let alone a smokin’ hottie like you. So please, go with me. I will take you somewhere besides this nasty truck stop.” He asks with a sincere smile on his face and that’s when I see the dimples.
    Man, why did he have to pull out the dimples! Why do I have to find dimples so damn sexy? I can feel my heart giving way but I need to stay strong. He is bad news Faith and you know it! Even Layla, his own sister has warned me off him. My brain is screaming for me to be sensible, to keep away from this man, but my heart, soul and body are telling me something completely different. 
    “FINE! You win! I give in!!” I say with a big sigh “Just dinner no more no less. Where and when do you want to go? I am off on Thursday night but I open Friday morning.” I say to him while looking at my nails because I know if I make eye contact it is going to be over from there.
      “Thursday afternoon? Around 4pm. How’s that sound? I will pick you up here then. And Faith, I don’t like being late so be here on time.” He answers with a more commanding tone than usual.
      I nod my head yes and turn to walk to one of my tables. “You don’t have to worry about me not showing up. I keep to my word and promises, what about you?” I say over my shoulder as I walk away.
    “Oh, you can bet your sweet ass I am going to be here.” He says a little too loud for my comfort because as I walk to my table I see all the truckers staring at me. Good job, asshole!
     

Chapter 7 –
    “So you are bad! How bad though?”
     
      The next couple of days were filled with sleep, work and dreams about Ryder. He just would not get out of my head no matter what I did. He is also there in the flesh every time I turned around.
    “I understand that your sister owns this place, but don’t you have a life? Truck