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“What the hell were you thinking?” Dennis barked.
Jonah shrugged, trying not to piss his pants. He’d seen his boss’s wrath directed at many others over the years, but he’d always stayed on his good side. To remain unscathed.
“She’s the sheriff’s f*****g daughter! What is wrong with you?”
“I didn’t know that.”
“Yeah, well, now everyone in the county knows that. He’s gunning for you, and since you work for me, he’s gunning for me. What the hell did you tell her?”
Jonah squirmed. He could still see her face in his mind. Her beautiful brown hair and her stunning eyes. She wasn’t a perfect match for the woman he really wanted, but she was close enough. And she’d been easy to talk to. Too easy.
“I… I don’t remember.”
Dennis raised an eyebrow. A single lift that said more than any words
