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“He lives in the opposite direction of the accident. I can get there quicker. I’m sorry, I have to go.” He quickly walked back toward the front. She heard the door open and close.

Dixie blew out her breath and sat on the cot again. She leaned back against the wall, pulled her legs up, and waited for Logan to get back.She hated seeing him. It just reminded her how much she loved him, and the pain he had caused.

As she checked her watch, she wondered where Logan was. Just as that thought entered her head, she heard the door open and close, then bootheels walking in her direction.

He stopped in front of the cell, stuck a key into the lock, and opened the door.

“You’re free to go,” he said.

“I didn’t pay any bail…”

“He dropped the charges.”

“He did? Wait. Why?”

“Why what?” Logan frowned.

“Why did he drop them? And how do you know he did?”

“Can’t you just let it go?”

“Okay, I don’t care why, but how do you know he did?”

“I will give you ten seconds to get your ass out of that cell, or I’ll leave you here for the weekend.”

Dixie glared at him, and when he raised an eyebrow, she wanted to slap him.

“Don’t even think about it,” he murmured.

She shook her head. He always seemed to know what she was thinking. She took a deep breath.

“Five seconds,” Logan said.

She stepped out of the cell, and jerked when he shoved it closed, making it clang loudly.

“Thank you.”

“I’ll drive you to Dewey’s so you can get your car.”

“Okay,” Dixie agreed, feeling a sense of reliefwash over her at the thought of not having to walk to the bar alone. She followed him outside and had trouble keeping her eyes off his ass. Those Wranglers hugged him in the right places.

He opened the back door for her, closed it, then climbed behind the wheel and drove her back to Dewey’s. He pulled up beside her vehicle and stepped out to open the back door for her.

“Thank you,” Dixie said gratefully as she got out of the car.

“You need to go straight home, Dixie,” Logan instructed her.

“I can’t go back inside?”

“No. Those guys are still in there, and we don’t want any more trouble tonight.”

Dixie tilted her head. “How do you know they’re still in there?”

“Damn, you are a pain in my ass,” he said, then sighed. “Instead of heading home after I left the department, I came here to see if they were still here. They just happened to be coming out the door, so I parked before they saw me. When they drove out of the lot, I immediately pulled them over for drunk driving.” He shrugged.

“And?” she asked.

“And what?”

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