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Between her sister Olivia who didn’t feel like she belonged and her twin sister, Amelia, the golden child, she felt forgotten. No matter how smart or successful she was, she always seemed to come in dead last as far as her parents or her sisters were concerned.

She was the one who could become President of the United States and they’d just smile and sayisn’t that nice dear. What exactly do you do?

Glancing out the window, she watched a Learjet land on the runway. Must be nice to have your own private airplane to fly wherever you wanted.

A voice came over the loudspeaker in the airport. “We regret to inform you that all flights out of Missoula have been canceled due to the storm. Please check with a gate agent and we’ll return your bag so you can find a hotel nearby.”

What the hell? A hotel? For how long? Why couldn’t they just take off now and get out of here before snow armageddon arrived.

There was a crowd at the gate and she could see the poor agent was overwhelmed with requests and upset passengers.

No planes. What about hotel rooms?

Grabbing her phone, she started calling the local hotels.

“We’re booked up. Everyone is getting off the highway and staying until the storm passes. I’m so sorry. You might try the Gilded Palace on the edge of town.”

Oh hell no. She’d seen that place. Not only was it a petri dish of germs, but she might not make it out alive. Or some idiot would think she was looking for a John. Not her kind of place.

With a sigh, she sank down in the chair she’d occupied. She’d never spent the night at a small airport. Did they even allow you to sleep here?

The crowd at the car rental counter was down; she’d try to rent a car and drive to Whitefish. Maybe that was crazy, but if she could leave before the snow fell, she might make it.

Getting up from her chair, she approached the rental car counter. “I’ll take whatever car you have available,” she said, thinking she was crazy to even consider driving in a blizzard, but it was only two and a half hours.

“We have a five-year-old Toyota Camry,” the clerk said.

“I’ll take it,” she said, hearing her words echoed from a male voice. A male voice that her memory suddenly sparked at the sound. It was a familiar voice.

“I was here first,” the male voice behind her said.

“Too bad,” she replied. “I’m in front of you. The car is mine.”

Yes, it was the holidays, but in this situation, it was every man or woman for herself. She needed that car to get home.

“Sorry, it’s gone,” the woman on the other side of the girl behind the counter replied. “I just rented it to a seventy year old woman. We’re out of cars.”

Just fucking great. No hotels, no rental cars. It looked like she’d be spending some time at the airport waiting to get out.

“Emma?” the male voice said.

Turning, she stared into emerald eyes. Eyes that were familiar from a long time ago. The biggest, smartest nerd from high school stood before her, but the man no longer looked like a nerd.

Dear God in heaven, it was Theo. Theodore White, the billionaire gamer she’d gone to high school with. And the nerdy boy was no more. The man was a gorgeous hunk of man that had all her erogenous zones firing on high alert. What the hell was he doing in the airport in Missoula?

JOSHUA

Joshua Burnett liked women. Lots of women. And dating more than one at a time was never out of the question. The more the merrier. Date them, bed them, and then tell them good-bye. That was his motto and he lived by it religiously.

He rolled over in bed next to his latest conquest, Marcy Anderson. They’d been sleeping together for the last month, and he liked how it was all about the sex. No commitments, no promises of forever, nothing but a good time. And Marcy was the one who set the rules, not him.

But they fit very well within his own set of regulations.

Lying in bed, he glanced at her. “We’re still going to the rodeo tonight?”

“Yes,” she said, rising from the bed naked.

He liked her body, and he liked the way she enjoyed partying late into the night, having sex until dawn, sleeping until noon, and then afternoon sex. Every weekend, they stayed at either his place or hers.

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