Cody Cross made a picture with the sun streaming over his lean body in his habitual jeans and plaid shirt. His boots were scarred but the gun on his hip looked as new as the day it had come out of the box. Sunglasses hid his gray eyes but she knew the easy smile on his face would be there in the foggy depths
He leaned against his vehicle and waited. Long legs, curves in all the right places and that sexy switch of unbound dark hair still had the power to give him ideas that hadn't dimmed in the years and distance that had separated them.
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