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don’t get it at all! No one gets it!”
    Great. Now we were tag teaming her. Hopefully she didn’t get too upset.
    “Look. You’re right, you don’t know. He can be different when it’s just us together. And I know he’s not exactly the best guy, but there aren’t that many to choose from here. I mean I probably won’t be with him forever, but for now it works alright.” Shaking her head, she finished, “Guys, I don’t wanna talk about this.”
    Jezzy started to say something again, but I pierced her with a look. The last thing we needed to do was alienate ourselves from her so that she didn’t want to come to us if he actually did something to her for fear that we would be all “I told you so”.
    “Okay, Ruthie. Just know that both of us want what’s best for you. Whatever that is.”
    She nodded and said, “Thanks.”
    Okay, definitely time to change the subject. “So what do I need to know in order to be prepared for Zumba?”
    Ruthie smiled big again, did a little wiggle of her hips and said, “You just need to be willing to shake your hips. And with your ass, I’m sure that you will look fabulous doin’ it. And, um, really the only other thing is that you hopefully like Shakira and similar music, because that’s what you’re gonna live with for the next hour or so.”
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    Back in my apartment, freshly showered and lotioned, I was deciding what clothes to wear.
    Zumba was awesome. It totally kicked my ass, but it was totally enjoyable. I decided to take off the breakfast shift every once in a while and go with Ruthie. Jezzy seemed to like it too, though let me tell you, if I thought her boobs bounced before, they really did in a tight workout halter while she shook her hips with all she had.
    After debating for awhile, I pulled on my jeans and a pink tank, and tied on my converse. Who knew what we would be involved in today, and I wasn’t going to wrestle a calf in Mary Janes. I planned on being involved in everything. If we were going around because Tuck had to help people, I was going to help too. I wasn’t one to sit back and watch the action.
    A knock on my door startled me. Sweet holy Jesus, was it Eleven already? As I made my way down the hall and past the kitchen I looked at the clock on the microwave. 10:45. He was early. Oh man, this was trouble. I had planned on having another Coke before he got here.
    I opened the door, ready to call him out for committing such a crime when he stuck his hand towards my face. I took it in to notice that, enclosed in that hand, was a Coke. Okay, so I could hold off on killing him.
    “You’re lucky. I was just plotting your murder because you had cut off my second Coke of the day. Turns out I’ll let you live for a little while longer.”
    He chuckled and I used that moment to take him in. He was wearing jeans (of course), a tight navy blue t-shirt and his workboots. He also had on a fitted black ball cap, backwards, and a day’s worth of stubble on his face. He was rugged. And fucking gorgeous.
    “I would never come between a woman and her Coke. Well, this woman and her Coke, anyway. As for being early, I have no excuse. I’m just usually early.”
    Well, there were worse qualities in a man, I suppose. Though, if he was early with other women, he probably spent some time waiting. “Alright, well, just let me lock up and we can go.”
    I headed to the island to get my keys and purse and shouted, “So where are we headed first?”
    Only, I turned around and found that he had followed me in and was right behind me.
    “Well, hello there.”
    He ignored me and stated, “Place looks good.”
    “Why, thank you. I had not one thing to do with it.”
    That got me another smile. His smile was the best. That was going to be my goal for the day. I wanted to get as many smiles out of him as possible.
    We walked back towards the door, I set the alarm and locked up, and then followed him out. I froze. Holy shit, there were two horses there. Saddled