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Massaging her shoulders, he dug his fingers in her flesh in an attempt to banish some of the tension that lingered there.

“We have nothing to worry about,” he promised. “I made sure of that when I planted some of the rope in his garage.”

Lucas was always so amazed by how stupidly trustworthy other people were. No one locked their doors in Hamlet. People like Caitlin and Walsh were just begging to be set up. Was it so terrible that he obliged them?

Nuzzling her neck, he added, “And then I used his gun to kill Caity after you set him up, egging him on that last night.”

He pointedly didn’t mention Tessa’s change of heart that night, or how she tried to stop Lucas from turning on his ex and the deputy. She really had run off to Caitlin’s in a panic, towing poor Maria along, only to serve as a witness when Lucas pulled the trigger from a distance.

After that, she realized they had no choice but to continue in the plan to frame Walsh. When the alternative was targeting him next, Tess let it go. He insisted.

It was imperative that she let the past go so that could start their future.

“No one will look past that. How can they? It’s his gun. So let Walsh cry that he didn’t do it. No one will believe him. We’re home free. You said it before. We did it.”

She turned into him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Bright eyes, golden eyes stared up at him utter worship. “You sure, Luc? Really?”

He looped his arms around her, pulling her close until her cheek was pressed to his chest. He gently kissed the top of her hair. “I’m positive,” Lucas assured her.

And then he smiled into the loose curls.

“Trust me.”

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