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"I knew you were wondering."

"I don't really expect him to… the way he left and all."

"It's OK to be concerned, Alec. Just don't beconsumed."

"You're right. Besides I've got plenty of things to keep me occupied here."

"Like cowboys…"

"Like writing…and food… and transport."

"No room service?"

"Said the man who makes a living in hotels."

"You're just jealous. And how do you plan on getting down this mountain."

"I have a Titan."

"I beg your pardon."

"It's a snowmobile."

Demarco just stared.

"It's easy," said Alec. "Like riding a jet ski."

Demarco's expression did not change.

"I'm going to practice a little later. Then I'm going to get groceries."

"I think I'd call the cowboy."

"He's done enough for me already."

"Other than save your life? What else, pray tell?"

"He brought me breakfast… and some boots."

A slow, huge, mischievous grin spread across Demarco's face.

"They were outside the door this morning. Oh, I didn't tell you about the woodpecker."

"I'mdyingto know about the woodpecker."

"You have a one-track mind."

"Girl's gotta make a living."

"I woke up to an obnoxious woodpecker."

"Don't we all?"

"I'm being serious here."

"I am too."

Alec ignored him. "This bird wassoloud. I went outside to chase him off and Tyler—"