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up in
Colorado
. My own place without the help from my father or his money.”
    “I know, Clint.” She did. She was proud of him.
    “I’ve changed, but I still remember.” He reached over and ran his fingers over her hand. “It was good between us.”
    Katy remembered too. It had been good for a while but then it’d turned bad. Very bad. She pulled her hand away. “That was a long time ago.”
    Clint nodded and leant back. “At least you don’t have to hide who you are with me,” he reminded her, managing to pick up on the one thing she fought against.
    “I don’t know what you mean,” she lied.
    “I’d bet my ranch he knows nothing.”
    Katy opened her mouth but quickly closed it.
    “Does he know about your parents?”
    Katy shrugged a shoulder. “Some.”
    “But not what’s important. I know, Katy. How about your sister? The gift?”
    Katy’s eyes narrowed, but he only smiled. “At one time we had no secrets between us.”
    “Clint…” she started but a hard knock came on the door. She looked up to see Cameron with a deep frown on his face.
    “Cameron.”
    “I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” he asked, but walked in as if not caring whether he was or not.
    Clint stood but remained looking at Katy. “I’ll talk to you later, darling.” He winked at Cameron before leaving.
    Katy’s head was pounding as she watched him walk out. She didn’t want to mess with Cameron right now. She didn’t want to mess with any of this. She wanted to crawl into her bed and pull the covers over her head. To forget the rest of the world. But she knew that didn’t solve anything. She’d tried it before.
    Steeling herself for a fight, she looked up at Cameron. She expected anger but his eyes showed more concern.
    “You okay?” he asked, running a finger over the circles under her eyes.
    “I’d be fine if people stopped asking me that,” she snapped and stood, immediately realising her mistake because she was now too close to Cameron.
    “People care about you, Katy,” Cameron said in a low voice. “You may not like it but they do. I do.”
    Katy tried to move around him, but he blocked her with his body. She was afraid to touch him. Scared that if she just gave in one time, she’d never be able to pull away again.
    “I’ve only seen you this pale a few times. After our last case.”
    The mention of the case brought back the reminder of the dream. The secret she couldn’t…wouldn’t share. Why they couldn’t be together. “I said I was fine.”
    He moved aside and let her pass. Her shoulder brushed against his chest. “Whatever you say, darling,” he mimicked Clint expertly.
    Katy bit her lip to keep from laughing and walked out of her office and headed to the bathroom to wash her face.
    When Katy walked into the situation room, both men looked up at her. She tried not to stare at Cameron as she realised for the first time he wasn’t wearing a suit, but jeans, a T-shirt, and boots.
    He looked good enough to eat. And he knew it—she’d told him how hot she thought he looked in jeans one night after making love. Then she had indeed almost eaten every bit of him.
    Katy narrowed her eyes as she noticed he was wearing the boots she’d given him for their last Christmas together. “What, no suit?”
    Cameron leant back in his chair and placed his boots on the table, ankles crossed. “When in Rome,” he shrugged. “The suits were making the townsfolk restless.”
    Katy knew he was right. She looked over at Ryan who was wearing tan pants and a polo shirt. “You still don’t fit in,” she told him.
    Ryan laughed. “Thank God!”
     
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    He watched from under a shade tree as the Sheriff left her station with the FBI agents behind her. He was pleased to see that his plan to bring the agents to him had worked. He wondered how Special Agent Morris would feel when he stood over the dead body of the woman he loved, knowing he’d brought her death.
    He laughed as he turned to walk into