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placed his hand on her shoulder.
    Jessie jerked free of his touch. “No. You are. Get lost.”
    Samantha stood up next to her. “Dallas, leave her to us. We’ll take care of her.”
    “Neither of you are in shape to take care of anyone. I should call your mother, Samantha.”
    The woman put her hands on her hips and frowned. “This poor girl doesn’t have a friend in town. I don’t know what you did to her to get her so mad, but she might want to talk to someone about it.”
    Jessie nodded and folded her arms over her chest.
    Selby got on the other side of her. “Dallas, did you punch Kyle?” There was glee in her voice.
    He didn’t answer, but Jessie thought he might’ve. She knew she shouldn’t hope for him to be jealous, but she did.
    “You don’t need another drink to talk. No more, Jessie.” His tone didn’t leave room for negotiation.
    She shrugged. “Fine. Now, can you play bodyguard back at the corner you came from? This is girls’ night out. No men allowed.”
    “Especially not any Wilde brothers.” Samantha laughed, and Selby joined in.
    His face darkened. Without another word, he walked away.
    I’m being such a bitch to him. Sure, he’d held back the truth. Maybe he deserved it, too. Still something inside her screamed to forgive him even though she knew that would be idiotic.
    “I bet we could sneak another round without Mr. Overprotective seeing us,” Samantha whispered.
    “I don’t think Dallas misses much.” Jessie shook her head. “No more for me.”
    “You’re really into him?” Samantha asked.
    “I guess I am.”
    “You do know the score about the Wilde brothers, Jessie?” Selby asked. “It’s a bit different.”
    “I know. Dallas confessed some of it. I got a call from a guy earlier today that filled me in on the rest.”
    Selby asked, “Who was he?”
    “Don’t know. He didn’t let me ask any questions before he hung up. It’s just so strange to me.”
    Samantha shrugged. “Probably some disgruntled miner who wants you out of town.”
    “Does everyone in town know I’ve been spending time with the Wilde brothers?”
    Samantha shrugged.
    Selby answered, “Most do.”
    “Damn.” Not only did Jessie feel like a fool, now all her credibility was gone.
    Samantha put her arm around Jessie’s shoulders. “You poor thing. Those brothers sure do know how to hurt a woman.”
    “Yes, they do.”

    * * * *

    At four in the morning, Jessie crawled into her hotel bed, still feeling the effects of the tequila. Though Dallas had offered to walk her back to the hotel, she’d let her two new gal pals do it.
    Jessie wasn’t quite ready to let Dallas off the hook, but she was close after talking with Samantha and Selby. Each of them came from similar families as the Wilde brothers. Samantha’s mother had two husbands and Selby’s had four. When they talked about it, she actually started seeing the logic in such an arrangement.
    She looked up at the ceiling of her room. How could she even consider marrying the brothers? Sure, she had fallen for Jackson, Phoenix, and Dallas. But she barely knew Denver. And what about Austin? Every time she thought about him, her anxiety grew. Her meeting with him had gone terribly. He had a dominating demeanor that unhinged her. No. It could never work.
    Buzz. Buzz.
    The sound came from her cell phone. Where is it? She’d been in such a rush earlier that she’d forgotten to take her cell to the casino.
    It was on the desk by the window. Jessie crawled off the bed and grabbed it up.
    The caller ID told her that she definitely did want to answer it.
    “Hey, Michael.” Her tongue felt thick from the tequila.
    “Jessica? Where the hell have you been?”
    “At th-the c-casino.”
    “You’re drunk?”
    She giggled. “I guess so.”
    “Well, Wilde seems to be having a real impact on you.”
    “It certainly is.”
    “So, what about the cowboys you told me about? How’s that going?”
    She wasn’t sure if it was the tequila or that she