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Chapter 11
Montana stood on the back porch of Boone's ranch house, looking out at the peaceful scene stretching to the horizon. Over the past week, he'd taken her to dinner three times. The s****l tension between them was so incendiary, she thought she might have to ask him to get the fire department to put it out. At the end of each date, he'd taken her home and left her with a kiss that scorched her right down to her toes. "I think we have something going here," he'd told her when he took her home the night before. "And I'm talking about more than the s*x, which you have to agree was off the charts." He'd reached across the table and stroked his thumb over her lower lip. "But I don't want the hot s*x to bury or hide what else we could have going. You have no idea how f*****g hard it's been to keep
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