Page 126 of Down and Dirty

The time-travel crap again! “I’m never going to let you go again.”

“You have no say over what I do.”

“Wanna bet?”

They stood glaring at each other, a stalemate. But they’d arrived at his car.

“Do you remember the last time we were together, Britta?” His voice came out raw and husky. Probably due to the cold air.

She seemed to notice her surroundings for the first time and sucked in air at the reminder of that other time. “If you think I am going to give a repeat performance in this cold on top of that car, you are more demented than I already think. My nipples would probably freeze and drop off.”

“I can’t believe you just said that.”

“What? Do you not know about hypothermia?”

“I know about hypothermia. God, I am so happy to see you.”

“I am not happy to see you.”

“Too bad. Get in the car, Britta.” He opened the passenger door for her.

“Nay.”

No longer amused by the delays, he took matters into his own hands. He picked her up, hitting and flailing, but he finally got her into the car, strapped in, and engaged the child locks on the doors. He turned the car on but stared at her before pulling out.

“Stop smiling at me.”

“I can’t help it. I’m so friggin’ happy to see you.”

“You no longer have any obligation to me.”

Is she the most stubborn woman in the universe, or what? “Why is that?”

“I have decided to go off on my own.”

“And do what? The military again?”

“Nay, I am going to try something different.”

“Like what?”

“Will you stop asking me questions? I do not know. Mayhap I will be a cattle woman. I have been riding a horse of late.”

He laughed. “Do you mean cowgirl?”

“That is what I said, lackwit.”

“I am a lackwit… for ever doubting you would come back.”

“I did not come back to you.”

“Liar.”

“Where are we?”

He had pulled into his driveway and turned off the ignition. “My home.”

“If you think for one instant that I will share bed furs with you and your wife, you are in for a good thumping, you perverted son of a snake.”