“I hear I’m supposed to marry you.”
The sheriff watched her, seeing a rebellious streak a mile wide. “The fact is if you marry me, then I marry you, too.”
“Very funny. Well, this is how it’s going to be. I want—”
He suddenly grabbed her and leaned her back with the roughest, meanest…and most delicious kiss she’d ever had. When he let go of her, he said, “You may want a lot of things, you little hellcat, but if you’re gonna be the sheriff’s wife, you’ll have what I say you can have.”
“Why, you bastard!” she yelled and lifted her hand to slap him.