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“Your battery is dead.” Caveman glanced around. “You got another handy?”

She shook her head. “No. Fresh out.”

“Got a helmet?”

She nodded. “Yeah, but I won’t need it if I can’t get my ATV started.”

He spun and headed for the barn door. “You can ride on the back of mine,” he called out over his shoulder.

Grace’s heart fluttered at the thought of riding behind Caveman, holding him around the waist to keep from falling off. “No, thanks. Those trails are dangerous.” She suspected the danger was more in how her pulse quickened around the man than the possibility of plunging over the edge of a drop-off.

“I grew up riding horses and four-wheelers on rugged mountain trails. I won’t let you fall off a cliff.” He held up a hand. “Promise.”

She frowned. Knowing she only had a few minutes to get to the meeting location, Grace sighed. “Okay. I guess I’ll put my life in your hands.” She followed him out of the barn and closed the door behind her. “Although, I don’t know why I should trust you. I don’t even know you.”