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student. “This is my house. Caroline rented it to me on Monday.”
    “Travis told me I could stay here for a while.”
    “Well, this isn’t going to work at all,” she said in a stiff voice that would have made a nun proud. “You’ll have to make other arrangements.”
    He sat his cup on the table and leaned toward her. If he meant to intimidate her, it wasn’t going to work. She held her position and returned his stare with one she hoped conveyed her determination to stay put in this house.
    “ You’ll have to make other arrangements,” he said. “My brother owns this house and he gave it to me to live in as long as I want.”
    Her heart dropped into her gut. The boa-constrictor-like squeeze around her chest pulled tight. Drawing in air was an effort, as was forming coherent sentences in his presence.
    “Sorry, cowboy. I’m here to stay. You’re the one who has to go,” she finally managed to squeak out. “You have family you could stay with until you buy yourself somewhere else to live. Use some of that butt load of money you made riding those damn bulls to get your own place instead of trying to steal mine.”
    “Steal? Yours?” He gave her a derisive snort. Using his cup, he pointed around the room. “This house doesn’t belong to you. It’s Montgomery property.”
    Shoving her chair back with a loud scrape on the hardwood, she stood. “I’m going to get dressed and run some errands. When I get back, I expect you to be gone. And you can rest assured that I’ll be calling Caroline today.” She turned and marched out of the room.
    “One of your errands should be finding another place to live,” he shouted at her back. “I’m not leaving. And don’t call Caroline. She had twins early yesterday morning. Don’t bother them today.”
    Paige leaned against her closed bedroom door, her hand pressed to her chest, her heart in a runaway gallop. Crap. Surely one phone call to Caroline or Travis would clear this mess up. But that wasn’t going to happen. How could she dump her Cash problem on Caroline with her still in the hospital after delivery…at least she assumed Caroline was still there. Today it seemed like new mothers and babies were punted out the door fairly quickly.
    Then Cash’s words registered. Caroline had delivered twins.
    She stepped away from the door and began sliding hangers in the closet. She was going baby-clothes shopping.
    Cash hadn’t said if the twins were boys or girls or one of each and she certainly couldn’t go ask him. She’d just decided she wasn’t speaking to him.
    She pulled a tan skirt off its hanger and found a simple white blouse to go with it. Throw on a pair of sandals and some light make-up and she’d be ready to face the world…or Cash, if she had to.
    Lucky for her, she didn’t see her uninvited roommate when she left the house. After a stop to get flowers for the new mother and receiving blankets and sleepers—in green and yellow since she still didn’t know the sex of the newborns—Paige headed for the small local hospital.
    Caroline was sitting up in the bed, one baby at her breast and the other fussing in a bedside bassinet.
    “Knock, knock. Am I intruding?” Paige asked from the door. “I can come back later.”
    Caroline looked toward her. Her smile was almost beatific. Her face radiated pure joy.
    “Don’t go. Come on in. Your timing is perfect. Travis left to go home and change clothes and I’m here by myself.”
    Paige stepped into the room carrying the two gift bags and the vase of flowers. She set the big bouquet of flowers on the window ledge with quite a few others. “Looks like my flower idea isn’t that original.” She held up the gift bags. “These aren’t either, but you’ll need lots of them,” She placed the bags on the bedside table. “You can look at those later.” She put her hands on her hips and grinned. “By yourself, huh? I’d say it’ll be years before you’ll be by yourself again.”
    Stroking her