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opposed to her “rational side” got its wish as the sheriff emerged from his vehicle. She felt her belly quiver as she took in the sight of him—crisp tan uniform, wide shoulders, muscular forearms—as he set his Stetson in place on his head. Dark, intimidating-looking sunglasses topped it all. Her heart pounded inside of her chest as she quickly looked away from the side mirror and down at her legs. The soft hem of her skirt rose up midthigh and her legs were practically shaking.
    “License and registration, Miss Cooperton.” She looked up at him, surprised by his authoritative tone. He was angry with her, and what was with the “Miss Cooperton” thing?
    “Did I do something wrong, Sheriff?” He leaned his hand on the handle of his revolver and the other one now rested on the rim of the roof of her car.
    He blocked anyone’s view of her entirely, but it wasn’t like anyone was on the road right now.
    “You trying to get yourself killed?”
    She shook her head.
    “Did you forget how to speak, or maybe you’d like to text me a reply.”
    Oh shit, he’s pissed about the text.
    “I was really busy this morning and…let me get my registration out of the glove compartment.” She leaned over to open the glove compartment and fought with her mind to get the guts to explain why she didn’t physically call him when she felt his hand on her thigh.
    She turned toward him as he released her.
    “Step out of the vehicle.”
    She swallowed hard. He stepped back and tore his sunglasses off and placed them in the top pocket of his uniform shirt.
    She opened the door, stepped out, being sure to straighten her skirt, and then stood in her high heels in front of him.
    He looked her over, and even in her heels she stood a few inches below him. His green eyes held hers, and she felt her entire body hum with awareness of this man. He looked so incredible right now. Crazy thoughts were running through her head.
    “What’s wrong?” she asked him just as he stepped closer, causing her rear to hit her car. He placed both his hands on either side of her car behind her. She was trapped between his muscular arms, his chest, and the metal of her car, which was just as hard and solid as him.
    “You don’t want to know what’s going through my head right now, Susanna. A fucking text message? Are you kidding me? What are you running from? What are you so damn afraid of?”
    She stared into his eyes, absorbed the firmness of his jaw and the intensity of his tone and appearance. He was a total Alpha male, and she wanted him.
    “You seem upset with me. That wasn’t my intention at all, Sheriff.”
    He placed one hand on her hip then pressed his body closer and against hers. She gasped as she felt the thick, hard shaft against her belly.
    “That’s right. You feel that, darling?” He tilted his hips against her and she nearly moaned.
    “Please stop this. I can’t give you what you want. I’m not ready to take a chance again.”
    She couldn’t believe she said that out loud. She was giving him information she shouldn’t be giving. She needed to stay tough. She had to resist the attraction.
    “Someone hurt you, darling? Is that why you’re scared of the feelings we have for you? Baby, don’t you know that Monte and I would never hurt you. Matter of fact, we’d like to get to know you really well.” He whispered, leaning closer to her. She pressed her hands against his chest to stop him from kissing her. She needed to resist.
    “Sheriff Parker, I appreciated the gesture and the food was great, the flowers beautiful, and we all enjoyed it.”
    His other hand came up to cup her cheek as his thumb caressed her chin and then her lower lip.
    “It’s BJ, darling, you need to remember to call me that.”
    She tried to resist the feelings he was giving her, but he was so determined.
    “Everyone calls you Sheriff. I’m used to it and I want to be respectful.”
    His thumb stopped moving and his hand moved under her hairline to