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“It would be,” I say as I gaze out the window at all of the passing trees, “ifI made any sales, but I don’t. I made a sale on my first day and that was it.”

“You made a sale, that’s great! You just started, don’t be so hard on yourself.”

“It was three years ago.”

He gives me a look.

“What?”

“Maybe you’d have more luck out here.”

“Out here?” I ask with a laugh. “Are there even any houses out here?”

He chuckles as he turns back to the windshield. All we see are trees around us. We’re driving along a quiet mountain road with no sign of civilization besides the pavement we’re rolling on.

“There are houses,” he says with a grin. “We just like things a little more private than what you’re used to, so you can’t see them.”

I smile as I look over at him, letting my eyes linger for longer than I’ve let them linger on him all day. The windows are open and the warm summer breeze is blowing through his brown hair. His right arm is outstretched as he grips the wheel, his large muscles flexed under those sexy tattoos. He looks so at peace. So sure of himself like he’s right at home driving his truck through the mountains. I wonder if I’ve ever looked so at home where I live. If I look like I belong while I roam the streets of New Jersey.

I always thought New Jersey was too loud and too crowded. I can see how someone who’s lived here all his life can be so at peace. The mountains have that humbling way about them.

Every time we drive around a bend, a new spectacular view presents itself. There was a stunning waterfall a little while back, a gorgeous creek, and right now, I’m looking at a beautiful cliff with tall trees clinging to it.

“Are you looking to buy a house by any chance?” I ask with a sly grin.

He smiles as he looks at me. “The second I am, I’ll give you a call.”

“I hope you call before then.”

I get another one of those devastating smiles right before he turns off the highway onto a steep dirt road.

“You can bet I will.”

ChapterSix

Megan

“Just warning you,” Noah says as we take off our seatbelts. “Colin might not be in the best mood.”

“Why, because you broke his window?”

“Yeah, because of that,” he says with a chuckle, “and because he’s never in a good mood.”

“Oh,” I say as I look at the beautiful house with a slight tenseness in my body. It’s a modern cabin with large windows and a gorgeous wraparound porch. It’s nestled among the trees with no neighbors in sight. It looks like it should belong on a Pinterest page, not to a mean old grump.

I look at the seatbelt in my hand, wondering if I should click it back in and stay in the truck. Then, I see Charlie waddling around the house with his big floppy ears and I forget all about his grumpy owner.

I hop out of the truck, drop to my knees, and put my arms out as he shuffles over. He’s so freaking cute!

“Remember me?” I ask as he waddles right into my arms, wagging his tail like we’re best friends reunited after years apart. “You’re such a good boy. Thank you for saving me last night.”

His nose quickly finds the bone in my hand and his tail gets a new burst of energy.

“You want this?” I ask as I hold it out to him. “I got it for you.”

He gently takes it in his mouth and then waddles away to chew it with his long ears swaying from side to side.

The screen door slams shut and I look up with a gasp. That must be Colin. He’s standing on his porch with nothing on but a pair of faded jeans and a mean ole scowl. Even though he doesn’t look friendly (or particularly happy to see us), he’s still incredibly handsome in his own rugged curmudgeon way. He’s got long brown hair, a thick beard, and intense brown eyes. Where Noah is all perfectly sculpted and cut muscle, Colin is just big. His muscular frame is built like a tank.

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