The corners of his eyes crinkled. “Only girl I know who would pull a gun on a badass dude like Kade Maxwell. Now, about that ride?”
“No, I’ll get my dad to take me. That way he can check my car, and he and I have an appointment with the principal anyway.”
“Then I’ll see you in school. Oh, and Lacey.” His tone dropped, and he lost his smile. “Trust me when I tell you, stay away from Kade.”
“Thanks for tonight.” I climbed out of his SUV.
“Put some ice on that hand,” he said.
I closed the door and waved. The engine faded as he backed out. I started for the house, examining my swollen knuckles. I grinned, thinking of how idiotic I was to punch that handsome guy, let alone pull a gun on him. Nevertheless, I had a sneaky suspicion I was going to see him again. I mean, a person didn’t let things like that slide, did they?
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Acknowledgments
Writing and publishing a book takes a village. But I couldn’t be more thankful to the one person who gives me the inspiration to do what I love—my husband. He’s been such a guiding light as he battles one of the worse diseases with no cure. He fills my heart with so much joy. He always has a smile on his face, he’s always laughing, and he’s always making sure I’m taken care of. He’s my angel. I couldn’t do this without him.
A special shoutout to Megan Linski for her help in working out plot ideas with me.
A big hug and mad love for Heather Carver for keeping me focused and motivating me everyday to write, and to Kylie Sharp for always being a phone call away. Love you gals.
Finally, to all the readers and bloggers around the world, thank you for taking a chance on me.