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and her laugh—kind of like a jingle of sound—distracted me.
    That was why I didn’t realize Rafe was headed toward me. No, I didn’t make that big realization until he actually reached my table and asked, “Climb any trees lately, Chicago?”
    And, wow, was it my imagination or did everyone seem to stop talking as they glanced at my table?
    I finished chewing because, of course, he’d caught me mid-chew. Then I looked up at him. The sun was behind him, and his shadow fell over me. Since I blurt, I fired back, “Catch any girls lately?”
    He smiled. A half-smile that lifted that perfect mouth of his.
    I turned a bit more toward him. “So you do remember me,” I said, not about to let him off the hook. “I’d started to wonder.”
    He shrugged. Blondie snickered. I didn’t look away from Rafe. The view was too good.
    But then, the guy on his right said, “I heard the new sheriff found a body last night.”
    I was
sure
everyone was listening then. Jenny made a weird strangling sound. I looked over to make sure she wasn’t choking.  She was flushed dark red, but she seemed to be breathing okay. Good for her.
    “Is it true?” He pressed.
    “Jake…” Rafe began, and I heard the edge of warning in his voice.
    I turned my attention to Jake and nodded. My dad had scheduled a press conference for 8 a.m., so I knew it was okay to talk about the body now. Sometimes, I had to keep secrets for dad. This wasn’t one of those times. “He found Sheriff Brantley.” What was left of him.
    “Animals got him?” Jake pressed, and his eyes narrowed on me.
    Behind me, I was sure I heard someone mutter, “That’s gross. We’re eating!”
    I cleared my throat and tried not to think about Brantley’s body. “I don’t know for certain. My dad’s still investigating.”
    “Bet he told you to stay out of the woods, huh?” Rafe asked in that rumbling voice that I was sure all of the girls loved.
    My dad had, but I shrugged. “He knows that I can take care of myself.” He’d taught me to be able to defend myself against an attack, but the defensive moves I knew would only work against another actual person. He hadn’t  prepared me for
wolves.
    Rafe tossed me another smile, but then he nodded to his buddies. “Come on.”
    And just like that, he left.
    Um, okay.
    “Well, it was nice to see you, too!” I called to his back. Whoops. Blurting problem again. Or maybe my “attitude”-sometimes, it was hard to tell for sure what was the deal with me.
    But my words made Rafe glance back. He stared at me with a kind of confused look on his face. Like he wasn’t sure what to make of me.
    Join the club, buddy.
I’d seen that look on my dad’s face plenty of times.
    Then Rafe was gone. Folks started talking again, and I ate my now-cold food.
    “OhmyGod!”
Came Jenny’s high-pitched whisper once more. Seriously, that was just weird. I wondered if she practiced that particular sound at home. “You know Rafe Channing?”
    “Not well.” I stopped being lady-like and dug into my food. I was freaking hungry today, and my arm was throbbing again. Great.
    “He is so…
oh, wow.”
    He was. But the guy knew it—I’d seen that much in his cocky half-grin.
    “He’s…he’s kind of…
bad
, though,” Jenny continued, her voice soft but no longer that strange whisper-shriek.
    I glanced up at her.
    She leaned across the table like she was about to tell me a very big secret. Maybe she was. “Rafe has been in juvie a few times.”
    Bad boys. I happened to have one big weakness.
Them.
    Maybe it was because my dad was the sheriff. I’m sure a shrink would say I was acting out, trying to rebel, but, the truth was, I just liked boys with an edge.
    No, I
had
liked them that way. I was turning over a new leaf now.
    “I’m not interested in him,” I said and knew I was lying.  It was the first day—I shouldn’t be interested in anyone this soon.
    Right?
    But when the bell rang, and I headed for my next