Page 28 of Rangers Off Limits


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"What's that?"

"What?"

"The coffee."

"What coffee?"

I stared at him.

He stared back.

Completely serious.

The liar.

The absolute liar.

"The coffee sitting right there."

"Oh."

His expression didn't change.

Not even a little.

"That coffee."

"Yes."

"I don'tknow."

I laughed.

Actually laughed.

"Beast."

"What?"

"Did you buy me coffee?"

"No."

"You absolutely bought me coffee."

"Nope."

I climbed out of the truck.

Walked over.

Picked up the cup.

It had my favorite coffee order written on the side.

I looked at him.

He suddenly found the mountains fascinating.