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“You want to scream? Go ahead. No one will hear you out here,” he said, as if daring her to.

“I would if it would help,” she shot back. “Can’t see how that’ll make it easier to be around you, though.”

“I’m the problem?” He almost sounded sincere, but damn—that grin! It was sexy, she had to give him that, but a little sexy—okay, a lot sexy—wasn’t about to make her cave. Besides, she was getting whiplash from his mood swings. One minute his hands were all over her. And then the next he couldn’t put enough distance or a bigger wall between them.

“Glad you see this from my point of view,” she said, knowing full well his was a question, not a statement.

The smile faded from his lips and his hand flew behind his back. “Get down.”

She dropped to all fours at the exact same time his gun came around and leveled at a spot where her head had been seconds before.