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by the looks of it, Stephanie’s new boy-toy.
    Liza shook her head at her girlfriend’s antics and wondered how long this relationship would last before Stephanie resumed her pursuit of her brother Robert. Her best friend had been after Robert since her brother had graduated college and went on to law school. But, Robert was doing an excellent job of playing hard to get. He hadn’t seriously dated anyone since college, which was usually a topic of discussion at Sunday afternoon family dinners.
    “I was just chatting with Jack for a moment.” Liza glanced around the booth, trying to decide whether or not she wanted to squeeze in around all the men at the table. “Evenin’ Dale, Wyatt, Harvey, Steve.”
    “You can sit right here, pretty Liza.” Dale Moore gave a few pats high on his thigh, leaving no misunderstanding where he wanted her to sit.
    Taking a sip of her drink, she placed it back on the table, then leaned in toward Dale and spoke to him in a breathy voice, loud enough for all the people around the table to hear. “Dale, as much as I would love the chance to ride the evenin’ out on you generous lap… I can see you’re still on duty and I’d hate to do anythin’ to cause you to have a hard night at work.”

    “Well, shit, you done it now.” Dale quickly squeezed his large body out of the booth and lumbered away to the bathroom, the cackling of the remaining five people chorusing behind him.
    “Liza, you’re going to give that old man a heart attack talkin’ to him like that,” Steve Ewing chided her, shaking his head as he slid across the cushioned seat from where Dale had him crunched in.
    “Well, if he went home to Mindy like a good man should then he’d have nothin’ to worry about,” she answered.
    “Give me somethin’ to worry about. Come dance with me.” Steve grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the dance floor.
    Liza didn’t complain because one of her favorite songs was beginning. As the opening guitar strings to Here for the Party by Gretchen Wilson started playing she was already swaying to the beat. She and Steve had dated during their junior year in high school, but had realized they made better friends. She knew she could be as wild as she wanted with Steve, he was safe.
    Swinging and swaying to the country rock style of the female artist, Liza enjoyed herself. No school, no worries, and the arms of a good friend were just what she need.

Chapter Three
    That’s exactly how Thor found Liza when he walked into the Dirty Dozen.
    For a moment, he was mesmerized by her fluid movements on the dance floor.
    With her arms above her head as her hips rocked to the music, her skirt rode low and her shirt rose high, allowing a glimpse of her midriff. Her face was filled with joy. There was a broad smile on her mouth as she dropped her arms and glided around her partner in circles. He knew the guy she was dancing with. His name was Steve and he was the manager at the Claremont Bank in town.
    Thor had to admit that they made a nice-looking couple. The thought caused a stone to drop in his gut. Biting the inside of his lip to keep himself under control when Liza stepped into the arms of Steve and gyrated her body against the banker’s tall frame.
    Turning away from the couple, he headed toward his friend at the bar. “Hey, Jack, let me have a beer.” He and Jack had been stationed together for four years and it was because of that friendship Thor had obtained his position on the RACE
    team. Jack’s father was the sheriff in town. As a favor to his son, as well as honoring Thor’s eight years as an Air Force security forces troop, Sheriff Pyle had given the job to him. The two tours Thor had served doing special investigation in Iraq had helped to seal the deal.
    “Anything for an officer of the law.” Reaching into one of the cabinets under the bar and popping the top off the dewy bottle of beer, Jack slid it along the polished wood to rest in front of Thor.
    Thor caught the beer