her tender bottom settled into the leather seat. “You know, my ass is probably going to sting for weeks.”

He closed the door, gave the frame a tap, then stepped back. “Long enough to get you through the trial.”

She leaned out the window. There was so she wanted to say to him, but one word seemed to sum it all up perfectly. “Thanks.”

He nodded in reply.

She cranked the ignition and the Jeep roared to life. It was going to be a long drive back to San Francisco. She had a lot to think about. Good stuff. Like how it was going to feel to earn the gold. She gave him a backward wave and followed the curved driveway off his property and onto the road.

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