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sheriff. It’s probably best we blow this popsicle stand.”
    We step away from each other. Jenna’s eyes cloud with disappointment, and I wonder if she can see the same regret in mine.
     

 

     

     
    Thank God for Coop.
    My hands grip the steering wheel as we race down the highway. Ethan’s pouting in the passenger seat, while Abby tends to Coop’s wounds in the back. I didn’t see a scratch on either of them, but Abby swears she saw a speck of blood above Coop’s left eyebrow. I don’t know how she can tell. His shaggy blonde hair always hides his face.
    “Does that hurt, baby?”
    “A little bit.”
    I’m pretty sure both Ethan and I roll our eyes. I can’t be sure since I refuse to look at him.
    Abby sighs. “Such gentlemen. Aren’t they something, Jenna?”
    “They’re something, all right.”
    Ethan grumbles about unappreciative women as I pull into the motel’s parking lot.
    “What is this place?” he asks.
    “We’ve been staying here.” I turn off the ignition and turn toward the backseat. “I assume the two of you will be sharing a room tonight?”
    Abby and Coop both give me pathetic puppy dog expressions.
    Ethan snorts. “Good assumption.”
    I finally force myself to look at him. “Shut up and go get us a room.”
    “You heard the woman,” Coop says with a laugh. “Go get the two of you a room.”
    “ROOMS! You a room and me a room. Two rooms. Got it?”
    Ethan smirks. “Two rooms. Got it.”
    He climbs out of the car and makes his way toward the manager’s office. I lean my head back and close my eyes. I’ve nearly dozed off when I hear soft moans coming from the backseat. I sneak a glimpse in my rearview mirror and immediately wish I hadn’t.
    “Seriously? You can’t wait five minutes?”
    With a disgusted sigh, I get out and angrily slam the door. I’m impatiently pacing the parking lot when Ethan returns.
    “So, I have good news and bad news.”
    I sigh.
    “Good news is I have a room.” He smiles and waves the little key in his hand.
    “Super. Where’s mine?”
    “See, that’s the bad news.” His cocky grin makes me want to slap him and kiss him at the same time. “It seems this little hole-in-the-wall only has the one room available.”
    I look around. The parking lot contains one car, and it belongs to us. The guys had left their rental at the bar.
    “You know, I find that really hard to believe.”
    Ethan shrugs. “You’re free to go check with the manager. Her name’s Sally. Really sweet lady.”
    I glare at him. “I’ll sleep in my car before I sleep in the same room with you.”
    A slow smile creeps across his handsome face. “You’re afraid you won’t be able to keep your hands to yourself. I understand. I really do.”
    “Is that a challenge?”
    “Maybe.” Ethan dangles the key in front of me. “Care to prove me wrong?”
    I quickly snatch it out of his hand.
    “There may be only one room, but you’d better pray for two beds. Otherwise, your smug ass will be sleeping on the floor tonight.”
     

     
    “You are such a cheater.”
    “And you’re such a whiner.”
    We’re so competitive we actually race each other to the door.
    Once we’re inside, we both scan the tiny room. The motel isn’t the worst place I’ve ever stayed—it’s clean and doesn’t smell—but it’s a far cry from my Mexican resort. There’s a television and small fridge.
    And a bed.
    One.
    Singular.
    I look at Ethan.
    He smirks.
    Not a chance.
    I toss my duffel onto the mattress. “I won, Summers. Hate it for ya.”
    “Are you seriously going to make me sleep on the floor?”
    “I seriously am.”
    He looks down at the shag carpet with a pained expression on his face. I feel a twinge of guilt.
    “Look, Ethan, I think the two of us sharing a bed would be a very bad idea.”
    “See, I disagree. I personally think it would be the best idea ever. Epic, even.”
    He steps closer, and I step back. Because the universe hates me, I find myself sandwiched between