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Eden walked to her cabin. It was still raining but the mud was getting a little sticky. Shetouched her lips. Damn, the man could kiss.

“What the hell were you thinking? Why did you ask him to kiss you?” She moaned as she thought about it.

She entered her cabin, strolled to the bathroom, stripped off her filthy clothes, and stepped into the shower stall. The hot water felt wonderful since she was a little chilled from riding in the rain. Rolling in the mud hadn’t helped either. She’d been happy to discover the cabins had stackable washer and dryers.

After her shower, she sat on the sofa watching TV when her cellphone buzzed. She picked it up to see Cammie’s face.

“Hey, Cam,” she said.

“What happened to you?”

“I saw a calf stuck in the mud, and helped Ian get him out of it.”

“I’m sorry. You did what?”

Eden explained about the calf and falling in the mud, but she left the kiss out. Cammie would go crazy if she told her.

“I can’t believe you did that.”

“It was nothing. Ian roped the calf and pulled it while I pushed. The calf came out of the mud, and I went face first into it.”

Cammie laughed. “Oh, to have seen that.”

Eden chuckled. “It’s something I’ll never forget.”

“Do you want to go to the dance Saturday night?”

“Definitely. I’m going to get some rest. Oh, Willa told me there’s a cowboy bar in Clifton called Dewey’s. Maybe we could go tomorrow night.”

“Cowboy bar? Oh, I am up for that.”

“Great. She also said we need to check out the local diner. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

“Okay. I’m tired too, so relaxing the rest of the evening sounds good. See you tomorrow.” Cammie disconnected.

Eden set her phone on the sofa and jerked when it buzzed again. She picked it up to see Ron Lewis’ face and groaned. What the hell? Why was he calling her?

“Ron? Is something wrong?”

“No. How’s the trip going?”

“It’s been fun. We went on a camping trip and today we did a cattle drive.”

“A… cattle drive? This does not sound like you at all.”

“It’s not but I am having so much fun. I’m going to hate to leave.”

“Well, you have time to make your decision.”

“I’m sure I will. I think I’ll miss it here, but I plan to make a return trip.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s fun.”

“Okay. I somehow doubt that I’d find it fun, but whatever.”

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