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Brendan loaded her Jeep onto the truck. Her arms were folded under her perfect breasts and she stared at him with her full lips bunched in a scowl. Even pissed off she was stunning, and God, that mouth of hers. He really wanted to see it with an actual smile on it. He was pretty sure it would knock him on his ass.
    Speaking of asses, seeing her smile probably wasn’t likely at the moment. True, he had purposefully egged her on, but he couldn’t resist going off on her when she’d let loose her colorful interpretations of the people from the area. A lot of them were true, but there was a difference between making fun of your own people and having an outsider make fun of them. But still, according to her, the people around here hadn’t exactly been nice to her.
    Twenty minutes later, with Paige’s Jeep on the back of the tow truck, they were on their way to the shop. Brendan glanced over at her as he drove. She was looking out the window with her back to him. Her shoulders were stiff and she looked like she’d probably had enough stress before her car had decided to die on her.
    Brendan looked back at the road and cleared his throat.
    “I’m sorry about what I said back there.”
    Out of the corner of his eye he saw her shift in her seat and he could feel her eyes on him.
    “Thank you. I should have kept my mouth shut too. I just haven’t had the best day.”
    “Why?” he asked, glancing over at her again.
    Her body was angled toward him, but her arms were still folded across her chest like a shield. He couldn’t help but glance down and see that her dress was slowly riding up her thighs. She had nice thighs, soft but strong. They would be good for…well, a lot of things.
    He quickly looked back at the road, thankful he was wearing sunglasses.
    “I’ve been trying to get a job. Today I had an interview, except it wasn’t much of an interview.”
    “What was it?” he asked.
    “A setup.”
    “A setup for what?”
    “That is the question,” she said bitterly.
    “Huh?” he asked, looking at her again.
    “I’m assuming you know who Bethelda Grimshaw is?”
    Brendan’s blood pressure had a tendency to rise at the mere mention of that name. Knowing that Bethelda had a part in Paige’s current mood had Brendan’s temper flaring instantly.
    “What did she do?” he asked darkly.
    Paige’s eyebrows raised a fraction at his tone. She stared at him for a second before she answered. “There was a job opening at the Mirabelle Information Center to take pictures for the brochures and the local businesses for their Web site. They filled the position last week, something that Mrs. Grimshaw failed to mention when she called this morning to confirm my interview.”
    “She’s looking for her next story.”
    “What?”
    “Bethelda Grimshaw is Mirabelle’s resident gossip,” Brendan said harshly as he looked back to the road. “She got fired from the newspaper a couple of years ago because of the trash she wrote. Now she has a blog to spread her crap around.”
    “And she wants to write about me? Why?”
    “I can think of a few reasons.”
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked, her voice going up an octave or two.
    “Your ability to fly off the handle. Did you give her something to write about?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as he spared a glance at her.
    “No,” she said, bunching her full lips together. “I saved my freak-out for you.”
    “I deserved it. I wasn’t exactly nice to you,” Brendan said, shifting his hands down the steering wheel.
    “You were a jerk.”
    Brendan came to a stop at a stop sign and turned completely in his seat to face Paige. Her eyebrows rose high over her sunglasses and she held her breath.
    “I was, and I’m sorry,” he said, putting every ounce of sincerity into his words.
    “It’s…I forgive you,” she said softly and nodded her head.
    Brendan turned back to the intersection and made a right. Paige was silent for a few moments, but he could feel