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live down that Cole Ryan incident? This was blackmail, no doubt about it.
    “So if you want to play up the angle with me and Bobby, why am I going on a date with Corey?”
    Mandy frowned at her. “The date is to make Bobby jealous, of course. You really have no clue about men, do you?”
    Christy scowled. “I do too.”
    Mandy wasn’t so smart. Christy had thought of making Bobby jealous over Corey herself. She just hadn’t planned on actually going on the date to do it.
    “When was your last serious boyfriend? No, forget that. When was your last casual date even?” Mandy cocked a brow and waited for an answer.
    When Christy couldn’t come up with one in recent memory, Mandy threw her hands in the air. “Exactly. Trust me on this one. I’ll have you and Bobby rolling in the hay before the week is out.”
    Rolling in the hay ? Christy was sure that phrase had never left Mandy’s mouth before her association with Jared. Gordon Equine did have that giant hay room. Christy had a gruesome vision of her boss rolling around naked in it with the handsome horseman and cringed. Too much information.
    She sighed. Back to the problem at hand. “All right. I’ll go, but no cameras on my date.”
    Mandy smiled. “I guess I can live with that.”
    Christy sighed again. She was being forced by her boss to date one hot guy just to win the heart, or at least another piece of anatomy, of another. Love in the new millennium. Hmm, good title for a new show. She’d have to remember to write that down.
     
     
    Bobby sat in the kitchen of his parents’ house sipping the day’s first cup of coffee when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket. It was early for calls. He saw it was Jared.
    “Shouldn’t you be shoveling manure or something about now? What’s got you on the phone so early?” Bobby generally dispensed with small talk as a rule.
    “You got tonight off from work?”
    “Yup. Why?”
    “Poker game, my place, around eight.” It seemed Jared wasn’t much for small talk today either.
    Bobby frowned. “We haven’t played poker in years. What brought this on?”
    “I’ve been watching those Texas Hold ’Em competitions on TV.”
    “We always played Five Card Stud.”
    “So we’ll try something different. Just have your butt over here tonight and stop arguing.”
    Bobby released a slow breath. “All right.”
    “Oh, and bring some beer.”
    Shaking his head, he asked, “Anything else?”
    “Nope, that’s it. See ya.”
    Bobby heard a click as Jared hung up. He was just considering Jared’s strange new poker obsession when Christy and Fletch appeared at the back door. Jared’s call should make Christy happy. “I got something you might enjoy for tonight. Jared is having a poker game.”
    Christy’s cheeks pinked. Her gaze dropped briefly to the floor. “Good. But you’ll only have Fletch tonight. Mandy gave me the night off.”
    He frowned. “You never take any time off.”
    She shrugged. “Mandy insisted.”
    That was interesting. “Good for you. She works you too hard.”
    Christy colored deeper, leaving Bobby wondering if perhaps there was some female issue he wasn’t aware of. He knew one thing from growing up with sisters, if Christy’s embarrassment involved PMS or cramps or something like that, it was best to just let the whole subject drop.
    He took one last swallow of coffee and stood. “Ready for another day at the sheriff’s department?”
    Christy nodded. She was much quieter than usual. Must be PMS.
    Bobby nodded back at her. “Good, let’s try not to get ourselves killed in a stampede today, shall we?”
    With that, they were out the door for another day of Pigeon Hollow law enforcement. Bobby was happy the day contained no wild bee swarms, no loose draft horses and thankfully, not as much heat and humidity as the last week had. More importantly, there was no bee boy either.
    What Bobby was not so happy about was that Mrs. Brown’s cat got stuck up a tree—again—and Bobby had to