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The air of intensity.
The dark, wavy hair sticking out around the edges of his hat.
And if I wasn’t scared for my life, I might appreciate how absolutely attractive he is.
Might.
He’s big and built and wearing boots with dark green pants.
He’s in a uniform.
But he’s not a cop.
He’s…
My gaze moves back to his hands.
The one near his holstered gun is empty, and the other one is holding…
I gasp and use my scissors to point to his hand. “Is that my ribbon?”
He looks down at the pieces of wadded-up fabric in his grip, then back to me. “This is paraphernalia. Where’s Matty?”
Para…
It takes my brain a second to comprehend his words. But when they do…
My heart squeezes painfully in my chest. “Matty?”
“Yeah. Jack told me if something ever happened to him, his grandkid Matty would take over the place. So.” The grouchy man takes a step toward me. “I’ll ask you again. Who are you? And where is Matty?”
My shoulder muscles give out, and I drop my arm to my side, lowering my weapon. “I’m Matty.”
Chapter 3
Ethan
I blinkat the beautiful girl.
No.
It can’t be.
But then I think about all the times Jack talked about him.Her.
Matty. Grandkid.
Did he ever sayhe?
My jaw clenches.
That sneaky bastard knew exactly what he was doing.
He must’ve known all along that he’d ask me, like he did, to keep an eye on his grandkid when they take over the property.
He knew I’d sayyesmore easily if I thought Matty was a guy.
Knew I’d argue about it if he told me the person inheriting his cabin was a gorgeous little sexpot in a frilly dress and pretty white panties.
