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strong soap her father kept in the barn for washing away grease and animal sweat. The sound of Trent’s truck roaring to life and spitting gravel as he spun down the drive carried through the air.
                  “I guess that means Trent has run to see Angela just to spite dad and now Daddy will hide behind a catalogue while Aunt Naomi tip toes around him,” Amanda mused aloud.
                  “What will you do?”
                  “Sneak back in and stay out of both their way,” she admitted. “I guess I should get back; Naomi will freak if she finds me gone.”
                  “Hold on and I’ll walk you back,” Cade pulled his shirt back on. “Does your dad know you sneak out?”
                  Amanda grinned and considered it. “I think he suspects I do but I’m not sure.”
                  Cade flipped off the light and grabbed an object that looked suspiciously like a rifle in the dim light of the crescent moon.
                  “Your father found wolf prints around one of the pastures yesterday and is making all the men carry one of these,” he held up the rifle.
                  “He didn’t say anything,” Amanda’s gaze was wide when it met his.
                  “He probably didn’t want to worry you and I suspect that he doesn’t know you sneak out,” Cade informed her.
                  “I’ll be more careful,” she assured him.
                  “Good. I see Angela has left her mark on you as well,” Cade commented as they walked toward the house, Big Boy trotting between them.
                  “What do you mean?” Amanda frowned over at him. He motioned toward her outfit and Amanda glanced down. She wore a pair of jean shorts, hemmed, not cut offs and a tank top.
                  “Oh, well, she kind of convinced me that my clothing was only making me look even lankier and straighter,” Amanda admitted.
                  “You’re out growing it,” Cade assured her. “I know your brother and I like to tease you but you’ll be a knock out one day Manny and it’s driving your brother crazy.”
                  “Thanks,” Amanda could feel heat climb into her cheeks. She was suddenly glad the night was rather dark. “I guess you’ll miss my brother too,” Amanda changed the subject.
                  “I will, he wasn’t sure of me at first but I think he’s almost decided I’m okay,” Cade offered her a grin.
                  “Almost?”
                  “Almost,” Cade nodded; his smile was enigmatic. “You should be okay from here. You going back in the same way I’m sure you came out?”
                  “What?” Amanda turned and frowned at him.
                  “That’s quite an acrobatic act you do,” Cade teased.
                  Amanda opened her mouth to speak, closed it and shook her head.
                  “I thought Trent was the only one who knew my secret to getting in and out,” Amanda admitted.
                  “I was coming across the field one night and spotted you, as I said, it’s quite impressive.”
                  “One of the advantages to be freakishly long legged,” Amanda offered with a smile and shrug. “Good night, Cade.”
                  “Night, Manny.”
                  Amanda turned, surveyed the house for movement and then sprinted across the yard. At the corner of the porch she leapt lightly onto the railing, grabbed the edge of the roof and used her momentum to swing herself up. A moment later she scrambled over the edge and was at her window. She turned to set her screen back in place and glanced back toward the edge of the yard to where she and Cade had parted under the large oak tree. Cade raised a hand and