Chapter 1
\"Dammit~ Doesn t the l~lasted man ever sleep?\"
her pillow ou~from under her neck，
Yanking
Molly Duncan mashed it dofvn over her head. Even
with both ears covered， she still couldn t shut out the
nasal lament that drifted across the desert night from
the house next door.
She despised country music. She despised drag-
ging herself out of bed after groggy， sleepless nights.
She was fast coming to despise her new neighbor.
Until Sam Henderson had moved into the house
next to hers， Molly had thoroughly enjoyed her life
in Las Vegas. She d moved to Nevada only six
months ago， after dumping a fianc6 more into control
than her independent spirit could tolerate. Eagerly，
she d traded cold， wet Boston winters for the year-
round desert sunshine and a nosition as a translator
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