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a lasting relationship.
    Easton helped Carrie Ann slip her arms into her coat before locating his jacket. He felt some curious eyes watching them but he didn’t care. As a matter of fact, he should have held her hand and let people
like Sam Hanson
get the message.
    â€œOh, it’s cold out here.” Carrie Ann rubbed her hands together.
    â€œWell, let’s go someplace warm.” He grabbed her hand and started walking.
    â€œAnd where might that be?”
    â€œIn front of my fireplace. It’s gas and lights up like magic. You game?”
    Carrie Ann nodded. “My car is over there.” She pointed to a sassy red Mustang.
    â€œYou know the way to my cabin up on Pine Ridge?”
    Carrie Ann nodded. “Yeah, I think so but I’ll follow you.”
    â€œGood, I’ll just pull my truck around,” Easton said. Part of him couldn’t believe this was really happening, and the other part of him wondered how in the hell having Carrie Ann over to his place hadn’t happened sooner.
    The fifteen-minute drive along the winding roadhugging the river seemed to take forever and he kept looking in his rearview mirror to make sure that Carrie Ann’s Mustang was still following him.
    She was.
    Easton smiled.
    This was surreal, exciting, and scary as shit all wrapped into one wheel-gripping package.
    Easton turned his blinker on to alert Carrie Ann that they’d reached the one-lane gravel road leading up to his cabin. The steep climb through the woods was tough in the snow, but the view up on the ridge overlooking the river was one hundred percent worth it. He’d paved a circular driveway that led into a three-car garage full of man toys.
    Avery had spent many a day up here with his friends, playing with paint guns, four-wheeling, and shooting hoops. But lately the basketball hoop stood there silently wishing for players and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d taken anyone out on the four-wheelers.
    Easton hopped out of his truck and hurried over to open Carrie Ann’s door. He offered his hand as she unfolded her long legs from her sexy sports car. “Welcome,” he said as she looked around.
    â€œMercy, Easton, but I think you’re living on the highest point in Cricket Creek, Kentucky.”
    â€œCould be.”
    â€œI bet it’s a real pretty view in the daylight.”
    â€œIt is. Kind of out of the way but I love it up here.” It was on the tip of his tongue to say that he could arrange for that view in the morning, but he didn’t want to push too quickly or have her think he’d brought her up here simply for a roll in the hay. Though, he wasn’t sure how long he could hold off before going in for a kiss, but he was sure as hell going to try for a few minutes.
    â€œThat’s one big garage.”
    â€œFull of all my adult toys . . . Wait, that didn’t sound right.”
    Carrie Ann laughed. “I’m guessing you’re referring to WaveRunners and four-wheelers.”
    â€œI am. And a bass boat . . . and a dirt bike.”
    â€œIs there actually a car in there?”
    â€œNope, but I’ve been thinking I might want a convertible.” He pointed to her Mustang. “You ever put your top down?”
    â€œOnly for special people.”
    Easton laughed. “We’re still talkin’ about your ragtop, right?”
    â€œYeah.”
    Easton laughed again. “Well, I hope I’m one of the special people.” He realized he was still holding her hand and led her over to the wraparound porch. “The view from the back deck is really spectacular no matter what time of day.”
    â€œI bet it is,” she said as they ascended the steps. After opening the front door he flipped on the lights and then stepped back for her to enter. She gasped. “Mercy.” She turned to look at Easton in surprise.
    â€œI’m guessing you were expecting a sparse bachelor