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feel of her lips against his from earlier at the stagecoach, and more concisely his recall included how she tasted when her tongue had licked his mouth for entrance.
    No one said anything for a count of five.
    Finally, Jocelyn said, “I’m his fiancée. I just got back into town from a long trip away. When he’s dressed up as a cowboy, I can’t seem to help myself.” She didn’t hold out her hand, but her brows furrowed as if she were about to tell the annoying blogger to pound dirt. Kendall was grateful Jocelyn had sized up the moment and acted suitably, if surprisingly. Logan didn’t react at all to her audacious statement about being his fiancée. Another surprise.
    Reggie frowned. “I see.” His voice was heavily laced with disappointment. Apparently being Logan’s bride-to-be wasn’t salacious enough for him to want to report on. He pushed a button on the device he held, slipping it back inside his jacket pocket.
    In a tone that couldn’t have been less interested, Reggie asked her, “What’s your name? I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.” However, Reggie’s focus was already out on the street as if he didn’t care one iota who Jocelyn was or if she ever answered him. If she wasn’t a visiting virgin being molested in broad daylight by the town stable master, he didn’t want to bother any further. Kendall was thankful.
    “I’m Jocelyn, and you are?”
    Reggie didn’t respond. He turned away, moving toward the sidewalk. Apparently, permanent relationships were boring and not a viable part of his byline.
    “How rude,” Jocelyn mumbled.
    “Hope to see you later on, Reggie,” Kendall said, but didn’t mean it.
    Once he’d turned the corner and was out of sight, Kendall whirled around to face them. “You realize how lucky you are, right?”
    Logan shrugged. It was clear he didn’t give a shit about Reggie or what he might do. If it hadn’t been for Jocelyn’s quick thinking, Kendall would have had one more thing on his plate to deal with today. They both came away from the wall a few more steps. Jocelyn was closer.
    “Quick thinking.”
    “I’ve read his blog before. The word ‘melodramatic’ comes to mind. And also ‘sensationalistic.’” She shrugged. “In my opinion, he’s an annoying pest on the hunt for scandalous stories that aren’t necessarily true.”
    “I agree. Thank you,” he said, studying her features and trying to memorize them.
    “You’re welcome…Sheriff.” She grinned. They hadn’t been formerly introduced.
    “I’m Kendall.”
    “Jocelyn,” she added quickly. He nodded. He already knew her name. And also what she tasted like. That sudden spike of lustful memory hit him like a hammer blow to the head. He blinked, unable to think of anything else intelligent to say.
    Her warm smile focused in his direction made him lose his mind for a moment. Maybe action was better anyway. He stepped closer. Grabbing both of her hands, Kendall quickly gripped her fingers tightly, wound her arms around her back, and trapped them behind her.
    He took a step forward, pushing her along, and pressed her against Logan’s chest. The sudden alarm in her expression at being sandwiched between them didn’t make her try to escape. She glanced to one side briefly as her body connected with both of them. And her eyes widened, but that was her only reaction. Not fearful. Not like she wanted him to stop.
    Kendall threw caution to the wind, lowered his head, and kissed her hard and fast like he’d wanted to earlier at the stagecoach robbery.
    She moaned in his mouth, engaging him further. Kendall knew he should go, knew he had other places to be, knew he shouldn’t be kissing this woman in broad daylight with Reggie on the loose. Reluctantly, he pulled away after several heart-pounding moments. By then, they were both breathing hard.
    Her sultry gaze blasted him with such a poignant look of longing and lust, he kissed her again. Logan gripped her shoulders, his forehead