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Push Swoosh Push Swoosh "You’d better do all your hoo"

"I don’t like math much" Even her Uncle Seth said fractions were too hard for first grade, but he alht they’d practiced halves and quarters with a pizza

"But you like McDonald’s"

"Yeah"

"Your daddy liked math," the man rumbled from behind her "He would be proud if you finished up all your o to McDonald’s with your uncle He would probably be happy to know you’re getting out of the house and having fun"

"I guess he would" Maybe fractions would ith a cheeseburger

The pushing stopped and he stepped around in front of her "I should go now"

"Do you hafta?" She dragged her feet through the sand to slow the swing

He knelt in front of her, real nice like "I’ht in the auditoriu"

"Guess that’s ih"

He stood "Yourtoif maybe she should try to play sick after all "Probably not"

"Huess there will be no one to keep all your animals company for supper" He backed aith a real nice nod and wink "Enjoy your McDonald’s"

Chapter 6

"Seth took Kirstie to McDonald’s," Paige announced, tucking her cell phone into her purse

Bo tied down the plane after their return trip fro the horse and wondered how one woman could pack sohad set her at ease after all He hadn’t realized how really pretty those North Dakota loops in her tones sounded until she’d rolled the his

Twelve O’clock High But yeah, he liked Top Gun, too, which seeht-and-easy flirting thing was beginning to backfire on hi to like her, which made him want her et back to his roo like flatten her to the plane for a thorough kiss No wo with a horse, for God’s sake Still, he kept catching a whiff of her scent--aloe today instead of tropical sunscreen

Bo bent and snagged the tie-down rope attached to the ground and reached up to loop it through thestrut "McDonald’s, huh? Lucky kid"

"He didn’t expect us back so soon" She tapped her new glasses back in place, thin gold fra the same color as her hair in the late-day sun "So he took her out for a Happy Meal as a reward for finishing up her math homework"

"She’ll enjoy that" He fashioned a slipknot and tightened Wind stirred a fine e on eted with the strap to her vet bag, strands of blond hair sneaking free fro day

Why didn’t she just go into the house and prop up her feet? She’d certainly put in a long enough day Another thing to like about Paige, along with her steely spine, was her obvious gift in treating animals

She’d checked out the horse and wrapped his cracked ribs in short order, declaring the aniht wing and connected another tie-down "Is your brother back?"

"Not yet" She scraped her hair froain "He’s still working with the bull out at Toht over to the two-story house--a sprawling place with e to be occupied No problereehttiencies and one of the weekends Even if Vic didn’t e, apparently he didn’t plan to risk any overnighters

S with her He’d told her that friends could flirt without it going anywhere, and he’d meant it Yeah, she turned him on, but there were plenty of women he’d been attracted to and never pursued

Except, he couldn’t reed His conscience, however, told him to leave this wounded woman the hell alone Let her rebuild her life with souy like Anderson rather than settle for sex with a scarred rebel asn’t even sure what he wanted to do with his life anyround to the plane’s tail The action down south in his jeansthe blood supply froo on up to the house now if you want I’m almost finished here"

"Thank you" She didn’t move from her perch by the plane

"I still have to set the chocks and then I’ll stop in to say goodbye" Quickly, no hanging around in that house alone "But then I’d better hit the road"

Unless so empty house with all those beds

They could use each other’s bodies for plates

"You really are an a about how to resist hang sx with her--sex that she wouldn’t offer anyway--and she wanted to talk about the Cessna? Usually he enjoyed the hell out of discussing planes But right noanted to plan a seven-course e’s stolasses with the edge of her T-shirt

He’d thought the funky retro glasses were fun, but he liked these, too, the way they gave her more of a preppy, prissy air in spite of the jeans and lasses issued an undeniable invitation of, "Take me off and kiss this lady until the starch melts fro her of those glasses te up her washed-thin T-shirt

He turned away before he got harder and popped the snap on his jeans He probably already had a zipper i pilot," she repeated "I’ to know you, like with the favorite foods and e his brain with so other than X-rated fantasies Since she see as they stayed outside

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