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“Just give me a chance to win you over.”
She studies me for a moment, and I slow down as I pull into the bar parking lot. I park next to her car and turn to face her.
“So? Do we have a deal?” I ask, sticking my hand out in between us.
“Three dates, and you’ll pay me a million dollars.”
“Yes.”
She hesitates for a moment and then reaches out, taking my hand.
“Deal,” she says, and I grin.
My happiness is short-lived because a second later, she pulls her hand away from mine, grabs her takeout bag, and gets out.
“Tonight. I’ll meet you at the burger place. Six o’clock,” I call to her.
She slams the car door closed before I can say anything and I wait, watching as she gets into her car and drives off. I let out a long breath and head back to the motel.
I’ve got a lot of work to get done today, mainly, figuring out a way to get Vera to fall in love with me because I know now that I am totally, completely in love with her.
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Vera
This deal is probably a trap.
That’s all I can think as I drive home, eat some breakfast, change my clothes, and head out to take care of the wolves.
It’s probably a trap, but it’s also the only way that I can think of to get enough money to save this place. A million dollars will go a long way towards paying off debts and running this place.
Why did he offer it to me though? Why is it so important to him that I give him a second chance and get to know him? What does he really want from me?
“Come on, Stormy!” I yell as I carry out the buckets of food.
She’s lagging behind today a bit. I’ve already checked her for injuries and found none, but I still make a mental note to keep an eye on her. I may have to call the vet to come out if she doesn’t start acting normal again soon.
My phone rings and I ignore it as I start to put out the food.
“No pushing,” I chide them, and I shake my head at a few of the wolves as I move over a few feet and put out some more food.
It has to be close to six now and I know that I need to go get ready. I hurry back to the four-wheeler and drive home, rushing through clean-up.
My phone dings with a text, and I remember the call. I pull my phone out and see that it was Cameron both times.
Cameron: Call me when you can!
I hit dial and she picks up on the first ring.
“Finally!”
I laugh as I head upstairs and into my room.
“Finally? You’re acting like we haven’t talked in days when it was less than twenty-four hours ago.”
“I just got off work. Want to meet for a drink or something?” She asks, and I clear my throat.
“I, uh, I actually have a date,” I tell her.
