“What did you tell her?”
Karla kicked another pebble. And almost fell flat on her ass. Oh God! She had forgotten she had a taser in her back pocket. If Jordan hadn’t helped her stay on her feet, she could have fallen and tased her ass. Nate made her carry the thing on her when they weren’t together.
“Karla?”
“What?” She jerked back to the present.
“I said what did you tell your sister?”
“To get a job.”
“And what are you thinking about Nate?”
Her phone chose that moment to ring. “Speak of the devil.” She pressed the button to answer the call. “Hi.”
“Hey, gorgeous.” His voice sounded damn sexy. She tried not to picture him naked. Wasn’t working very well. “Where are you?”
“Jordan hates me and is torturing me.”
“It’s called exercise not torture,” Jordan yelled from further ahead.
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