“He held a casserole dish in his hands.
Nevada sighed. “This is where you tell me you can handle it yourself. Isn’t that what you said? That a few single women couldn’t frighten you?”
“They’re everywhere.”
A slight exaggeration, she thought, amused. “Only three.”
“In one morning.”
She knew it wasn’t just the food. He’d also had two invitations to dinner and one request for a coffee date.
“I warned you and you didn’t want to listen.”
“I was wrong.” He turned to her. “What do I do?”
She smiled. “Am I correct in assuming you’re not interested in a liaison with one of the lovely ladies in town?”
“No. I’m not. But I also don’t want them pissed at me. You have to help.”
“Technically, I don’t.”
Maybe it was wrong to enjoy watching him squirm, but she was willing to live with the guilt.
“Face it, Tucker. The town has something of a man shortage and you’re a man.”
A man who knew how to kiss, she thought, then pushed the memories of the other night out of her head.
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