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ever touching her the way he did last night made him nuts.
    "No. But I need to go see them, so they don't think I got kidnapped.” She rolled her eyes, and he imagined that these “friends” of hers were not that important to her. “And I need to explain to them what happened last night."
    "You tell them about me making you pass out, and they may all try to marry me.” He winked with a confidence he knew he did not have right then.
    "I'll be sure to leave out the important details and just tell them we are married.” She rubbed her arms. She seemed to chill easily, and that detail worried him. It was the main reason his mother had no interest in the ranch. She never wanted to be in Montana. She was from Florida and hated the winters. He started thinking back to watching the weather channel and wondered what winter was like in Kentucky.
    "We still need to talk about the important details of being married.” He got out of the bed and walked to the closet. “I hung your clothes in here, figured you wouldn't want that Ann lady's skirt all wrinkled on the floor."
    Bethany smiled at his back. He had no idea how he knew when she was looking at him, but he felt it, like a touch.
    "You're doing it again,” he said in a low voice.
    "What?” Bethany squeaked out.
    "Eating me up with your eyes. I can feel it.” He bent over and heard her gasp. He grabbed his duffle bag and pulled out fresh clothes. Turning back to Bethany, it took all of his strength to walk past her and not pick her up and throw her back in bed to have his way with her. Her nipples were tight from the chill in the air or her arousal, maybe a combination of the two, and they beckoned him to suck on them.
    "I don't know what you're talking about.” Bethany straightened herself, and with the same air she put on in the elevator the night before, she strode to the closet and pulled out her clothes.
    Bethany realized Jack was dressed in two seconds. He was brooding about as though she were trying to leave him. It comforted her to know he wanted her around but also made her worried about his reasons for getting married. Was she going to walk into some strange ordeal or Twilight Zone situation?
    As she pulled on her skirt, she realized she would be going without the panties until she got to her stuff. Her bra was nowhere to be found either, and since Jack was in the bathroom, she decided to pull the sweater on and go without it as well. Her Coach wristlet was on the dresser, and her butterfly ring was on top of it. She slid the ring on her right hand and then held out both hands to look at them.
    The diamond sparkled, and the light revealed its brilliance. Bethany sighed. He did do a good job at getting her ring.
    "You ready?"
    The male voice behind her startled her, and she jumped. The last thing she needed was for him to think it meant more to her than it did to him.
    "Yes.” She slipped the wristlet on her wrist and turned. He looked like he was every bit as intent on going as she was. If her friends blew her cover and told him she was engaged, he would bolt on her for sure. “You're staying here, right?"
    "Hell no.” Jack looked at her like she was crazy.
    "Um, I think it would be best if..."
    "No, it wouldn't."
    "Yes, it would,” Bethany bit out.
    "I'm going. You can either walk with me, or I'll walk behind you, but I'm going either way.” Jack crossed his arms practically daring her to tell him no one more time. She thought about it. His brows drew tight, his jaw was set, and she decided not to test him.
    "Well, don't say I didn't give you the opportunity to stay behind.” She started toward the door. This was going to be ugly. Three women awaited her, and they were all going to be shocked to realize she had no plans of going back to Kentucky. “And besides, you can help me carry my stuff."
    "Your stuff?” Jack held the door for her.
    "Yes, unless you plan on dumping me already?” Bethany hoped the comment did not reveal how much truth was in the