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I don't know whose wise idea it was to send us on this retreat.
I don't need rehabilitation.
I don't need a bunch of hot cowboys telling me what to do.
I don't need anyone trying to be my friend.
I just want to go home and put this nightmare behind me.
I just spent a year in prison for something I didn't do, now I have to endure this?
I can't deny that the ranchers are gorgeous, and Lake is unlike any man I've ever met.
Even though they made him my own personal guard.
They don't trust me.
He doesn't trust me.
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