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Up until that night, I never thought of Dusty as more anything but our ranch foreman and a general pain in the neck. He's always sort of hovering over me, like part his job is to take care of me. I don't like that. I'm an independent gal and can take care of myself.
That's what caused all the trouble that night. If he hadn't been so dog-gone bossy, I wouldn't have flirted with Lucky just to make him mad. I wouldn't have kissed Lucky and I wouldn't have kissed Dusty!
That night...I bet he's forgotten all about it. I bet it didn't mean a thing to him.
Too bad Lucky didn't forget about it! I sure stirred up a hornet's nest with that one. Now, he's got it in his head that I'm interested in him.
I sure made a mess of things!
Maybe it's just because Valentine's Day is coming up that I keep having all these thoughts. I wonder...I wonder if Dusty will...aw, shucks...this is ridiculous!
Dusty isn't the slightest bit interested in me. Just forget it Millie...it was just a kiss!
Still...I wonder...
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