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Luke mumbled to Josie, whose lips were pink and kiss-swollen, her cheeks brighter than the weather alone explained. “I don’t exactly know what happened. I guess I just got overly ex…ex…” Oh, crimony, O’Dell—say anything except excited! “…exuberant.”

Overly exuberant—oh, that was a good one. Flyin’ catfish—where the heck had he come up with that?

Josie’s cheeks flamed.

Luke swallowed painfully and averted his eyes. “Anyway, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. We’d better get going. We’ve got a lot of ground to cover.”

He stalked toward the pickup, wishing some of that ground would just open up and swallow him now.