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“Go fish.”Glaring at me, she grabs a card and grumble. “I feel like you’re cheating somehow.”

I smile, slow and amused. “At Go Fish? Why the hell would I do that?”

“I don’t know. But I’m sure there must be a reason.”

“I don’t think so, angel. Just playing the game.”

“Fine. Continue.”

She stare downs at her hand and groans and I smirk. She’s got the worst poker face I’ve ever seen.

She fakes a huge yawn and I growl, “Don’t play with me, angel. I have played better than you.”

Glaring at me, she turns away and then picks a damn card before growling under her breath like a little kitten.

She asks me for a two of spades and then groans when I just shake my head. “Seriously? You must know my cards somehow. You haven’t given up a single damn card.” I grunt.

“Nope.”

She glares at me. “You really are a terrible conversationalist sometimes.”

“And you seem like a really sore loser!” She gasps but then winces and I see a quick flare of pain on her pretty face. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” she says, her expression blank. I narrow my eyes at her expression and then grumble.

“You have to be kidding me. You’re not hurt. You’re trying to play on my sympathy, so I’ll let you win.”

She glares at me, like a kitten with its fur standing on end. “No way. I would never.”

My eyes roll. “Gimme a break. You are screwing with me.”

She puts her cards down and grimaces. “Fine, I am messing with you. But I’m also starting to get a little tired. I think it’s past my bedtime.”

I shoot her a suspicious look, but I can see the shadows under her eyes and the way even her soft curls seem limp.

“Yeah. Maybe you do need to rest.” It’s been two days and the snow is still falling.

The sheriff has checked in multiple times to make sure she’s alright so that if anyone asks, he knows an answer.

As far as I know, no one’s asked.

I glance outside and see that the snow’s finally stopping. My heart drops.

“Looks like the snow has finally stopped.”

“Yeah.” I can see the sun is out and the snow piles on the eaves are already starting to melt. I stand up and step out onto my back deck, cringing when the warm breeze blows up the mountain. The way the weather’s warming, it won’t take long for the light snow to melt.

I walk back inside, forcing a smile to my face. “It looks like the snow will be mostly melted by tomorrow and you’ll be able to get out of here.”

I don’t want her to leave. I’ve never wanted a woman as much as this one. But I can’t keep her.

I know that she’s had a rough life.

I know that she’s divorced, and her ex-husband is very obviously an absolute idiot. No man worth his salt would ever let a woman like her get away from him without a fight.

I study her downcast eyes. “What happened with your ex?”

She winces at the abrupt question. “Wow! Go right for the jugular.”

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