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time?”
     
    “I already assumed you done it outside most of the time anyway.”
     
    Day Three
     
    “No way in hell…not in this lifetime! No. No. No.” Drew held his
cell out in front of him shouting as beads of sweat formed across his brows. He
walked in incomplete circles in the front yard, came to an abrupt stop and
shoved a hand through his hair. “Are you out of your fucking mind? You can
never make me have sex with that girl. You lied. I don’t know why I’m shocked.
Stratford has signed the place over to her, and now she’s in charge, hard
telling how much the bitch is going to sell the place for once she’s done
turning it into a damn snooty bed and breakfast… I’ll never be able to afford
it. Thank you for fucking up my life! Somehow, you managed to do it even from
hundreds of miles away! He’d forgotten all about this place until you had to
open your big mouth challenging him to another one of your stupid bets. Why are
you so dead set on taking punches at Stratford?” Only then did Drew put the
phone to his ear. “Not to mention, it’s wrong. Forcing the man to bet against
his own daughter….who does that shit? Even I wouldn’t sink that low. ”
     
    “If you’d calm down and listen a minute. You can buy the ranch
with the money I make off this bet. Think about it… you will own it free and
clear, and Stratford didn’t bet against his step daughter,” his father
emphasized step as if that somehow made it okay, “he bet against you
screwing her.”
     
    “Dad really? It’s his daughter.”
     
    “Don’t tell me you’re turning into a prude like your mother?”
     
    “Leave her out of this!”
     
    “Okay, I’m waving a white flag here. I don’t see why you’re making
such a big deal out of this. You’re what, twenty-three now? You’ve had plenty
of one night stands. What’s one more? Hell, you can slip her a couple of
hundreds if it eases your conscience.”
     
    “No. Just thinking about her makes me feel like throwing up, why
the hell would I want to sleep with her?” Silence. Drew held his phone out
again to see if the call had dropped. He held the cell high moving it around
for better service. “Dad, you still there?”
     
    “Huh, I was certain Megan took after her mother in the looks
department. But regardless, nobody said you have to keep your eyes open while
you have sex with her. Hell, I bet you haven’t been attracted to half the girls
you’ve slept with, so stop whining. Get drunk if it’ll help. ”
     
    “I didn’t say she’s ugly. She’s… I don’t know… she just irritates
the hell out of me, and if your plan all along was to give me the money from
this bet to buy the ranch… what are you getting out of this?”
     
    “Irritates you? I didn’t ask you to marry her, son.”
     
    “Have you not heard a single thing I’ve said….it’s never going to
work. Megan already owns the ranch. Even if I came up with the money, I
bet she’d refuse my offer just to piss me off. The last thing she wants is for
me to own this ranch.”
     
    “What the hell did you do to offend her?”
     
    “I don’t know… breathe,” Drew mumbled. “You didn’t answer the
question… what are you getting out of this?”
     
    His father went on, either not hearing his son, or avoiding the
question. “This was supposed to be an easy win, sleight of hand. Stratford has
no idea what a Mackenzie can do once he sets his mind to it….”
     
    “… or cheats,” Drew stuck in.
     
    “Seems I have a worthy opponent. Stratford told his stepdaughter
he signed the ranch over to her to get her on the damn plane. It’s all a lie. I
got to give it to the man; he fights dirty. Get in the game son. 400,000
dollars is on the line. Or have you changed your mind about wanting to buy the
ranch?”
     
    This was beyond sick. Something about the whole setup made Drew’s
skin crawl, but what other choice did he have? Sooner or later, Stratford was
going to sell the ranch for real,