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“There is no “us” Ridge. I'd have to be crazy to want anything to do with a man who would drug and kidnap me.”

“But you do...I can sense it, Cheyenne. You still want me. Please give me another chance. Please understand that what I did was not to hurt you. I just didn't know any better. I do now, and I won't do it again, or anything like it. I promised Chelsea I'd do this the right way, the human way...and if you didn't want me in the end, I'd accept that.”

“So by the human way you mean?”

“Dating. I'll take you out to dinner, to the movies, wherever you want to go. Just please, give me a second chance.”

She looked at Gray, like maybe he was going to offer his opinion. He looked at me and inside his head I said, “What the hell are you doing? I didn't send you here to cozy up to my mate.”

“You sent me here to spy on her, and act like a dog, both of which I'm doing. It's not my fault she likes me.”Like Chase, he was much more assertive than he'd ever been before toward me. What was that about? Testosterone?

“Ridge, did you hear me?” I hadn't. I'd been concentrating on chastising Gray.

“No, I'm sorry?”

She cocked an eyebrow and said, “I'll go out with you, on a date.” I shot up out of my seat and realized that her eyes were on my crotch. Shit. I sat back down and my face was probably scarlet as I said,

“You have no idea how happy you just made me.”

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