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looked around for someone to dance with. Travis wasn’t going to rain on her parade. She was going to have a good time even if it killed her. She noticed a handsome man smiling at her, and she smiled back, hoping he might come over and save her. He started to make his way over when he stopped, frowned and turned around. What the heck happened? She turned around and saw Travis looking in the same direction. “Did you just throw that man a dirty look?”
    “Me? No. Why would you think that? How ridiculous!”  
    “Ridiculous, my behind. You did! You’re trying to poop on my party. Go away and find another woman to harass.”  
    “I’m sitting here drinking my beer, minding my own business, and I’m being falsely accused of malicious behavior. I’m starting to feel abused.”
    “Oh suck it up. I have kindergarteners who have better behavior than you do. I taught middle school for five years, and I’ve never heard such a poorly concocted story.” She leaned back on her bar-stool and tapped her boot. “You have no game. It is really quite sad…because you look like a hard ass, but in fact, you’re not.”
    Travis looked at Cary sitting on her stool in her short skirt with a mile of leg showing and started laughing. He hadn’t had this much fun since his last deployment with his Team. The woman could talk trash, and he liked that in a person. “Cary, I like you. Can I take you to the diner and buy you dessert?”
    “I just insulted you five ways from Sunday, and you decide it’s foreplay. You have a very twisted mind.” She twirled around on her stool again and found that she’d finished her margarita. She motioned to the bartender for another one and started to look around again-hoping to find someone to dance with. She noticed a nice fellow a couple of stools down and was about to lean forward when she felt a large arm wrap around her waist possessively. She straightened up and turned toward Travis. “Seriously, you’re going to spoil all of my fun tonight?”
    “I like to think of it as redirecting your fun-you have no idea what these men want. What happens if one of these guys gets the wrong idea and thinks you’re willing to sleep with them? What will you do then?”
    “I’ll probably do a happy dance. Why do you think I’m here in this short skirt? It’s not because I think I’m at a church social. I’m young and single…..and not boring. I’m here to have fun and close down the bar.”
    “Who was the asshole who said you were boring?”
    She turned the other way and shrugged. “I have no idea what you’re are talking about.”
    “OK….if that is your story. I don’t believe you, though.”
    Her shoulder drooped, and she started to look a little defeated. “Before you got here, I was having so much fun. I met a cute cowboy, and he was teaching me how to dance. He introduced me to his friends, and they were friendly and had great stories to tell. I think they liked me, too, and I was looking forward to getting to know them. Then you showed up, and it all slipped away.” She downed her margarita, gathered her purse and pulled out some money for her drinks. “You win. I’m going back to the motel. I give up.” She turned around and started walking toward the door. “I thought Paul was going to kiss me tonight and you took that away.”
    Travis quickly settled the bill and followed her out. He caught up with her out on the patio and grabbed her hand before she got away. “I’m sorry. I was just watching out for you. You seem so innocent, and I’m worried that someone is going to take advantage of you.” He ran his finger along her wrist and up her arm. He tried to pull her in, and she resisted. “I’ll kiss you.”
    “The moment’s gone, and I don’t feel like kissing you.”
    “Don’t hold back, Cary. Let me know how you really feel.”
    “Am I the first woman who hasn’t fallen at your feet? I must be, based on the look that just crossed your face.”
    “Women don’t