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“Thank you, but no thank you.”

“Okay. I’ll back off, except I do need to ask. Why aren’t you staying at the ranch?”

“I’m just not ready to see my father. I saw Rogue last night though.”

“I know you’re upset, sweetie, but eventually you’re going to have to work things out with Johnny. You weren’t the only one who lost someone. People grieve in all different ways. Keep that in mind.”

Going back inside, she leaned against the counter. “We’ll see. I have to go. I’ll talk to you later.”

After clicking off, she reached for the carafe to pour another cup of coffee while she stared through the window, not seeing anything but into her wayward thoughts. Isla wasn’t convinced that she didn’t still have the hots for Kace. Sure, she’d be mighty lucky to have that firm jaw scraping her sensitive skin as those plush lips kissed a seductive path southward, but they had a history that had been a roller coaster to say the least. Caught up in her thoughts, she moved her hand and sloshed coffee all over the front of her shirt. Grabbing the towel from the hook, she wiped the stain and frowned. Just like her to be so clumsy.

It didn’t help that her insides were jittery from seeing Kace.

She’d just have to get over it.

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