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beneath him.
    The pounding of hooves drove them apart, and then Ty was leaping from his horse, enveloping her in his arms.
    “What happened? Are you all right?” He didn’t give her time to answer but covered her mouth with his, kissing her with the same passion that Bodie had. When he released her, she was still shaking, but for an entirely different reason. “Libby, what the hell happened?”
    “Bull,” she gasped as Bodie reached for her again. “Busted the fence. He’d rounded up six head of our cattle and took them to your pasture.” Both men continued to run their hands up and down her arms and legs, checking for damage. “When I brought ’em back, he didn’t wanna give ’em up. Scared my horse. He threw me.”
    “What were the gunshots for?” Ty asked.
    “Alex was trying to get him to see the error of his ways, give me some room to run, but that fuckin’ Cinnamon just took off for the barn. I don’t think she would have shot him unless he decided to go after me.” She gave each man a little shove. “I’m okay. You can get off me now.”
    Ty chuckled. “Honey, we’re never gonna get off you. Not in this lifetime.” But he did stand up and pull her to her feet.
    Bodie handed her Cinnamon’s reins. “This horse needs to be sold for dog food. He could have gotten you killed.”
    Libby blew out a breath. “Tell me about it.” She cocked her head, hearing shouting in the distance. “Arch and Alex, I presume? They always at each other like that?”
    “Pretty much,” Bodie confirmed. “Especially since she dumped him.”
    Libby mounted Cinnamon. “She dumped him?”
    “Sure did,” Ty said, riding up next to her. “Caught him havin’ supper with Mavis Gardner down to Bubba’s. It was all perfectly innocent. They just bumped into each other and sat down together, but Alex, she don’t like to share.”
    Libby laughed. “She never did.”

Chapter Six
     
     
    If Libby lived to be one hundred years old, she’d never forget the scene that greeted her that afternoon. There was her sister, pressed up against a huge slab of granite, with Archer Cade’s muscular thigh between her legs. He was kissing her, none too gently, and unless her eyes deceived her, Alex was kissing him back and doing a first-rate job of humping his leg.
    “Holy shit!” Libby chortled.
    The two jumped apart as if they’d been shot from a cannon.
    “Libby! This isn’t what it looks like.” Her sister gave Archer a shove, and he stumbled back, managing to regain his balance before he fell on his very tight ass.
    Libby leaned on her saddle horn and offered her sister a serene smile. “I don’t know, Alex, seems pretty straightforward to me.” She looked at Archer and grinned. “Y’all do this often? Because, frankly, it’s a little disconcerting to find my sister humping your leg, especially with that damn bull standing there watching. It might just prove to be too much for my delicate sensibilities.”
    Libby watched the ripple of muscle as Archer leaned down to retrieve his and Alex’s hats. He handed Alex hers. “By God, your sister always was full of sass. I see that much hasn’t changed.”
    Alex cleared her throat, refusing to meet his eyes. “Clearly, and I don’t expect it will.”
    Libby could see her sister struggling to compose herself and came to the rescue. “Arch, I’d consider it a favor if you’d get that damn bull on his own side of the fence and make the necessary repairs. He came close to losing his life today, and I don’t expect that would have made for an abundance of neighborly feelings—or any other kind, for that matter. Isn’t that right, Alex?”
    “Yes, it is.” She hurried to her horse and mounted. “Come on, Lib. I promised you a picnic on the Little Rocky. Best we get on with it.” With a click of her tongue, she urged her mount into a lope.
    Libby swept the Cade men with an encompassing grin and touched the brim of her old Resistol. “I’ll see you boys bright and