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But she was in a rather reckless mood. “How interesting would you like to make this?”

He jerked his chin toward the board and, damn, it was sexy.

“If I hit the center,” he said, “you will answer any question I ask.”

“That’s begging for trouble.”

“I’ll take it easy on you. Promise.” He hit the bull’s-eye with no problem.

“Okay. Have at it.”

Her choice of words could’ve been better. Or maybe they were perfect, because a wicked gleam in his gaze told her that she’d hit her own bull’s-eye in him.

Caleb sauntered over to the board, plucking out the darts, then leaning against the wall. In his faded blue jeans, tattered boots, long-sleeved white shirt and that hat, he seemed as though he should be out riding the range, not taking aim at her.

But when he did, his aim was true.

“What’s the one thing I can do to persuade you to give me a chance, Donna Byrd?”