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thought she'd detected a sparkle of interest in his eyes when he looked at her. She might be inexperienced where long-term relationships were concerned but she wasn't blind. And the zing she'd felt the minute he hopped her fence hadn't dissipated the entire time they were in each other's company.
    Thinking about him, naked, in her shower, made her panties damp. If she were male, she'd be a horny-as-hell man with an itch that needed scratching. Badly.
    She grabbed the top rail of the fence, poised to vault over and dash across the staging area between house and barn. So what if she'd never done anything as impulsive and out of character? She lived in freaking Montana now. She was reinventing herself. Maybe the new Serena James was going to be easy.
    "Yep. Crazy," she muttered, turning to grab both handles of the loaded wheelbarrow, instead.
    The man was gorgeous. He undoubtedly had the best butt she'd ever seen. But she'd never initiated a seduction in her life. She'd probably show up naked in the shower and find him jacking off.
    Not that she blamed him. She could picture his long, lean torso. Wet and soapy. Chest hair? Yes. Some, but not a rug. An arrow of hair from his bellybutton pointing downward? Yes. She loved those arrows.
    And where the arrow hit the bull's eye...
    Her breath caught in her throat and she closed her eyes. His phallus would be magnificent. Bigger than either Patrick or Todd, her two previous lovers. Long. Thick. Unapologetic.
    She licked her lips and opened her eyes.
    Five alpacas were staring at her.
    She wiped the bead of sweat from her upper lip using the back of her glove then pushed the wheelbarrow. "Don't mind me, girls. I'm a horny non-boy with a vivid imagination. Stupid hormones."
    She'd just finished dumping her load in the distant compost pile when her phone buzzed in her hip pocket. Her heart rate spiked and her armpits tingled until she spotted the caller ID.
    "Peyton. This is a surprise. Mom said you and Macklin were going to Majorca."
    "Next week. We just got back from interviewing a new dog-sitter. Hildie is very picky about who looks after her when we're gone. Her auntie Serena has spoiled her for other sitters."
    Hildie—short for Brunhilda—was an apricot standard poodle-slash-diva, who undoubtedly deserved the title 'Most Spoiled Dog on the Planet'. But Hildie and Beau were madly in love, despite the fact they were both fixed, and when Serena lived in Shasta, and her brother lived in Medford, Oregon, pet-sitting was a given.
    "Give Hildie a hug for me. Beau moped for a week after your cruise." She clamped the phone under her ear and pushed the empty wheelbarrow back toward the barn. "Sorry we can't help you out."
    A short but telling pause made her brace for the inquisition. Thankfully, she was down to one call a week from her well-meaning family who worried that she'd jumped out of the proverbial frying pan into an old west cauldron of boiling body parts.
    "So... how’s it going? Are you okay?"
    "Sure. Why wouldn't I be?"
    "You're in God-awful Montana, for one thing. Alone. With a flock of fuzzies and no support system."
    She chuckled. "Well, there's that. But, you know me—I roll with the punches. It was a bit disconcerting—" Her euphemism for total gut-punched disappointment. "When the house loan fell through, but this rental isn't bad. I still have a boatload more fencing to do and a couple of shelters to build before winter, but the 'pacas are adjusting." Better than me, actually. "I have Beau to keep me from being too lonely. I'll make friends once I start work."
    "And no more blogging, right? Picturing you in the middle of nowhere with a stalker on your heels keeps me up at night."
    She was touched. "Lucky Macklin."
    His laugh made her miss him all the more. Growing up, they hadn't been as close as she would have liked—especially given the fact they were only eight months apart in age.
    Her parents admitted they hadn't planned a second adoption so quickly after their