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Chapter Seven
A knock on her door had Jo pulling her head out of the past and back to the reality of her cruddy Denver apartment. Zane had sounded groggy on the phone, like maybe he had actually been sleeping for once, a rarity. Or maybe it was just that smolder he had about him amplified by her desperation to speak to someone she trusted. Either way, when she opened the door and saw him standing there, his brown hair falling over his eyes, one hand stretched behind his head, showing the ripple in his bicep, all the feelings she thought she’d sent packing months ago came roaring back in one heated hormonal ball that settled in her pelvis like a grenade without a pin.
“Hey,” he said, dropping his hand and sticking it in the pocket of his worn jeans. “You okay?”
“Peachy,” Jo replied, leaving the door open for him and returning to her couch. A cloud of dust enveloped her as she plopped down on it. Zane closed th
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