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silence. “Why are you asking me out?”
    “It’d be a start towards being friends.”
    What the hell was he saying?
    “Friends,” she repeated, her tone flat, even a little hard. “That’s all you want?”
    Jake rubbed his hand over his face. “It’s a beginning.”
    “A beginning to what?”
    “Will you go with me or not?”
    Dee sighed and he imagined her fingers at her throat, the soft skin turning pink. “Tell you what,” she finally said, “I’ll be there, and I’ll save a dance for you.”
    “One dance?” Jake leaned back against the couch and stared at the ceiling. If that was all she’d give him, he’d take it. For now . “All right.”
    “See you Friday, then,” she said softly. God, but her voice was sexy. “So long, Jake.”
    “Bye.” Jake punched off the phone and tossed it onto the couch.
    Grinning, he got to his feet and headed to the bathroom to wash off the day’s grime and sweat.
    Once he was beneath the hot spray, he couldn’t help but remember the times he and Dee had showered together. When he’d washed her hair and soaped her breasts. And while under the spray he’d knelt and licked her clit until she screamed
    Moist steam clouded the bathroom as Jake soaped his own body, imaging it was Dee’s hands washing him, stroking him. As he rinsed off, he took himself in hand, wrapping his fingers around his thick cock. Warm water pelted his back and he closed his eyes as he worked his shaft from base to tip and back.
    Yeah, he could feel his cock sinking into Dee’s pussy. While he fucked her mindless, her head would be thrown back, her copper hair splayed across his pillow, and she would be shouting at him to go harder. Faster.
    Jake’s body corded as he came in a rush and he barely bit back a shout. He continued milking his cock, the semen squirting onto the glass shower door until he was empty.
    When he had spilled every drop, he placed both hands on either side of the shower door and let the shower spray pelt his relaxed muscles. He couldn’t wait to see Dee at the dance.
    She might think she was only giving him one dance, but Jake had other ideas.
     

Chapter Three
    Weary, but thrilled with all her purchases, Dee carried in several packages and dress bags from her Range Rover. It was dark outside and she’d just spent a long day with her best friend Catie, hitting their favorite spots at the Tucson malls, and darn near closing the stores down.
    It had been good not to think about real life—failed relationships, missing cattle, the ranch’s dwindling resources. Those damn rustlers were having a heyday. Thank God for nest eggs. If Dee’s mother hadn’t left her a sizable trust, the cattle thefts might have closed the Flying M already.
    Enough. I’m not thinking about problems today, just a little sweet, hot revenge.
    Having offered to help her put everything away, Catie trailed Dee into the house, arms loaded with packages, too.
    Using her elbow, Dee flipped on the light to the backroom before going through the swinging doors to the kitchen. “Thanks for shopping with me.”
    “Anytime, girlfriend,” Catie said as she followed close behind.
    Dee paused by her Border collie. “Hello luv. I’d pet you but my hands are full.”
    Blue just thumped his tail and gave her an adoring look. If he’d been feeling well, he would have met her at the door.
    Catie blew a strand of short blond hair out of her chocolate brown eyes. “Want these in the bedroom?”
    “Uh-huh.” Dee skirted Blue and led the way down the hall and laid her packages on a settee.
    Catie grinned as she scattered her share of shopping bags across the huge bed. “When Jake sees you in that outfit tomorrow night, you’re gonna make that man so horny he won’t be able to walk straight.”
    Laughing, Dee pulled out the ivory halter dress from one of the bags and hung it in her closet. “That’s the idea, Sweatpea.”
    “How about a margarita while you put all that crap away?”
    “Sounds like the