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Оглавление“You never liked me, Dakota.”
She frowned at that, cast him a sidelong look, then turned her attention to the rolling countryside.
“I didn’t hate you.”
“Didn’t say hate,” he said. “But you didn’t much like me, either.”
She shrugged in acceptance of that, and he smiled at the irony. He’d never bonded with a woman before over her general dislike of him.
“The thing is, you never fell for my act.”
“So you admit it was an act,” she shot back.
“Sure.” He shrugged. “Every guy has an act.” What man wanted to advertise the things that hurt?
“Is this an act now?”
“I’ve got nothing left to fake,” he said quietly. “I’m the least popular guy in town trying to hold things together for my brother. Don’t worry. I know where I stand with you.”
Color rose in her cheeks, and she looked away again. “I should get to bed, Andy.”
“You should.” He’d known she wouldn’t stay out with him long, but it had been nice, all the same. There was something about being alone with Dakota under the big Montana sky that woke up a part of him that had been dormant for too long…
