Cassidy Harte and the Comeback Kid. RaeAnne Thayne

      Still, Jess had no business pulling his protective, big-bad-cop act in front of Murphy’s. She could just picture him scowling and threatening, trying to intimidate Slater into leaving town.

      As if he could. She leaned her head back in her chair with a grimace. Two of the most stubborn men she had ever known going at it like a couple of bull moose tangling racks.

      And Slater. She blamed him even more. None of this would have happened if he had stayed clear of town.