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sharply.
    “Don’t get pissy with me. You’re a pretty girl.” His gaze slowly roamed her face. “Scratch that, you’re a beautiful girl and I don’t want to see the jerks and assholes taking advantage of you because you’re new to town, looking for friends and a good time.”
    Had Boone really said she was pretty? Wait. He’d said she was beautiful? Get out. And she looked like shit today.
    “Sierra? Were you even listening to me?”
    “Ah. Yeah. Sure. Watch the parties. Got it.”
    After he finished his sandwich and the other half of hers, he said, “Is that your Jeep Waggoner parked out front?”
    “Yeah. Why?”
    “Sweet ride. I love those classic cars.”
    “My dad says I’m still learning to drive so he never lets me go anywhere by myself. He’s being such a hardass about it.”
    Boone wiped his mouth with a napkin. “He should be. Driving on the gravel roads takes getting used to. We get all sorts of accident calls and that’s before the snow and icy conditions start.”
    Talk about treating her like a kid sister. That wasn’t the way she wanted him to see her at all. Maybe she should’ve worn that stupid push-up bra.
    He rinsed their lunch plates. Then he slayed her with his high-power grin. “I’d better get back to work before my uncles see that I’m not starved to death. Thanks for lunch. It was awesome.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    “See ya around, McKay.”
    Sierra stood by the window, watching him walking away, a plan hatching in her mind. If she ever was at a party with him, she’d show him that she could live up to the wild McKay reputation she’d heard so much about.

Chapter Eight
    “No. I don’t care what the policy was before. My management policy is the tenant’s problem gets addressed the first time they call, not the third.” Gavin paced in front of his desk. “This bullshit has been going on since I bought the property three months ago? Leave Chris a message. I’d better hear from him today, or he’ll be in the unemployment line tomorrow.” He hung up.
    Jesus. He’d been so distracted with Sierra’s arrest and the custody hearing that he’d let a few things slide in the transition to running his business remotely. Things he’d deal with when he wasn’t so pissed off.
    Full of restless energy, he laced up his running shoes and hopped on his treadmill. At least he’d put the anger to good use.
    Gavin ran for an hour. Then he cooled down and lifted free weights. Last year his blood pressure had skyrocketed, forcing him to shed thirty pounds and take charge of his health. An exercise regimen, the right diet, the right medication and he felt like a new man. He even had a libido—something he’d never had much of until medical tests four months ago revealed low levels of testosterone.
    At first he’d scoffed at taking testosterone supplements. He’d gotten by fine for years without them. But in thinking about how little interest he’d had in sex over the years, he decided he had nothing to lose.
    And thinking about sex…his thoughts drifted to Rielle. The woman made him insanely hard. Just sitting beside her at breakfast, he had the urge to pull her onto his lap and kiss the hell out of her, while running his hands down her muscled arms. Then he’d hold her generous breasts before clamping his hand on her ass, bringing her pelvis against his so she’d know exactly how hard she made him. He was getting a woody right now just thinking about her.
    Stop . Time for a cold shower.
    Then maybe he’d wander down to the Garden of Ree and see what chores his too-tempting roomie had assigned herself today.
     
     
    “Rielle?”
    She pivoted in the dirt and faced Gavin. “Are you lost?”
    “No. Just exploring.” He sighed dramatically. “I’m lonely.”
    “Right. You’re bored.”
    His low, throaty laugh was seductive. “That too. I followed the road that winds around the gardens and it ended abruptly.”
    “It ends to deter explorers.”
    “You are hilarious.