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I could see the headlines now. Sexy City Girl Mauled by A Texas Cow. I leaned forward, peering out the window for any sign of said beasts.
Driving all the way from Baltimore had made me tired, unhinged, and paranoid. Over twenty-four hours in the car was a long time to be alone with my thoughts.
There’s been a serial killer in this area and I’m fucking tired and you’re a stranger and I’m just trying to get to Citrus Cove and escape the woman-eating cows.”
He narrowed his eyes on me. “You’re one of those women who feel like you always have to have the last word, aren’t you?” “I’m one of those women who will happily taser you again and then grind your balls under my heel if you don’t check your fucking tone,” I said pleasantly.
“Who even needs a truck this big?” “Someone who works on a farm.” Donnie sighed, staring at Hunter with the same amount of disdain I harbored in my heart. “Just drive,” I snapped. “As you wish, princess.”
came from a world of private jets, dinner parties, and keeping up with the Joneses in a way that would put Citrus Cove to shame.
Out of all the people I’d met in my life, no one had ever managed to make me feel the way Emma did. Everyone was under the impression that I hated her. Even Emma believed it. But I didn’t hate her. I was fucking obsessed with her.
Emma had tased her way straight to my heart. Since that night almost three years ago, she’d become the center of my every waking thought. She was often in my dreams too. I couldn’t fucking escape her.
Tazed her way…
I knew more about her than anyone. I knew about her family, her history, the men she dated. I also knew the reason why she’d never managed to keep a boyfriend longer than three months. Well, that part was maybe my fault. I’d threatened every single man who dared to date her. Most of the time, they lasted a week. A couple of them I’d intercepted on the first date.
Stalk much!?!?
