The Front Runner (Gold Rush Ranch, #3)
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“Shouldn’t be. I overheard him confirm it when he cornered her, terrified her, and told her he wouldn’t do it again so long as she slept with him.”
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“Let me take you on a date, and we’ll call it a deal. I’ll fire Patrick,” I call out—only half joking. It’s her turn to laugh now. It filters back toward me, melodic and amused. “No chance, Stefan. You’d fall in love with me, and then I definitely couldn’t be your vet.”
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I respect him enough to let him walk away from the sport while he’s still healthy. Could I run him into the ground for another season and make some cash? Probably. But I refuse to do that to an animal who has run his heart out for me and my business. He deserves better.
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“She had a bad day and could use some company. I promise I still gave my Amex a workout on your behalf. I have excellent wine and beautiful food and if you come in, I will provide you with a perfectly platonic home cooked meal.”
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“Mmhmm. It seems they have some questions for me. Someone egged Principal Cooper’s car last night. Of course, we were all at my house having dinner. So, I just need to clarify that for them. May I put you down as a witness?”
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“Hey, Mira?” he calls out right as I reach for the door handle. “Yeah?” I toss back into the echoey barn, continuing my forward motion. “You owe me a carton of eggs.” Well, shit.