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Jocelyn laughed and pressed her face against his chest. “I suppose you’re right. Unfortunately, I don’t expect to be in this area anytime soon. Although, my time here has been nothing short of amazing.”

She felt him slip something into her front pocket. “This is a business card with our personal phone numbers listed. Should you find yourself in the area again, call us. Until then, the debt you owe me will simply hang over your head. I hope you can live with yourself.”

She laughed, but then he pressed his mouth hard to hers again. The ferocity of this kiss was so forceful she barely remembered her own name let alone whether or not she could live with the debt of an unfinished round two hanging over her head until the end of time. She so wanted to change her life and include these two cowboys in a new adventure. But that was not her current reality. His hand moved from her waist to her breast, stroking his thumb across her pert nipple. Kendall’s every touch made her reconsider staying, even though she knew she had to go. They might have taken the embrace further, but the door opened suddenly.

A tall, attractive man dressed like a deputy stepped halfway inside. He glanced at their intimate embrace, but it didn’t seem to register or he didn’t care. She got the impression he wouldn’t have flinched to find the three of them naked and fucking wildly on the desk. “Hey, the trooper just pulled up outside the ticket office.”

Kendall stepped back, leaving her plastered against Logan. “Already?”

The deputy shrugged and glanced her way briefly before putting his focus back on Kendall. “Why don’t you go meet him, and I’ll fetch Reggie.”

Kendall frowned but nodded. “Good idea. Thanks, Zane. I don’t trust myself alone with that little prick.”

The deputy grinned. Zane then crossed the room, and entered a doorway leading to the jail cells, if the hand-painted sign above the door was accurate.

“Nice spending time with you, Jocelyn. I truly hope you’ll visit us again.” He exited the room without touching her again. Perhaps he didn’t trust himself with her either. She understood because she felt the exact same way.

A minute later, Logan took her hand and led her out of the sheriff’s office and along a short brick-lined path to the parking lot where her car waited. The stagecoach ride from the day before had taken her on the very long scenic route to town. She’d never forget that ride or meeting Logan and Kendall.

“Drive safely,” he said once she was tucked inside the front seat.

With a friendly wave, he departed the side of her car, opening the outer gate of the parking lot long enough for her to exit the best time she’d ever had in her life.

Already planning a possible return once she settled things with her sister and got her parents calmed down, Jocelyn drove the few miles to the local hotel. Once inside her room, she retrieved her charger, plugged her phone in, and then promptly grimaced, noticing the large list of messages, the bulk of which were sent from her parents yesterday. That was a return call she didn’t look forward to.

There would likely be hell to pay for her mini one-day vacation, but Jocelyn didn’t have a single regret. She fingered the card in her pocket and contemplated the future. What would have to happen for her to return and experience Kendall’s round two with Logan either watching or better yet helping?

She wasn’t sure of the answer, but gave the idea free rein to roam around in her head for awhile.

Chapter Six

A week later

“Do you think we’ll ever hear from her again?” Logan asked. They were underground, riding in the golf cart, headed home for a few days’ break from the Western park. Logan hadn’t once mentioned her all week, until just now.

And Kendall knew exactly who “her” was because his best friend’s question was one he had asked himself every morning since Jocelyn had left a week ago. “I don’t know. I hope so.”

“Me, too.” Logan didn’t say anything else. He’d been quiet since Jocelyn left. Unlike him. Plus, they hadn’t so much as mentioned sleeping with or getting together with any another woman since she’d gone. Also very unlike them both. Logan had never once been the least bit moody, preoccupied, or lost in thought over any woman they’d ever shared. Until Jocelyn.

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