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“Six o’clock sharp. Wear something more civilized than jeans.”

“I have some black silk boxers that are formal. That do?”

Flushing, she scowled at him. “Stop it, Nick.”

Then his cocky grin dropped and his gaze turned serious. “You’ll be safer with me here, Shelby. I’m not going to leave until I find out who’s been doing these things and threatening you and the ranch. I promise you, I will catch them.”

With a nod, he headed out the door. “I’ll bring my things over later. Need to have a look around the place first.”

As she watched him walk down the steps, a warm tingle raced down her spine. Not from his quiet words or the relief they brought, but the awareness of him as a man and the unspoken intent lingering in his eyes, a sensual promise that could lead them straight down the road where they’d left off ten years ago.

And straight back into hell.

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