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her palm striking his face. She glared at him, and tried not to feel bad when the welt in the shape of her hand appeared on his jaw.
    She tried to catch her breath. She couldn’t let him know that kiss had stirred her blood. Her cheeks burned with mortification when she realized just how much she had enjoyed that kiss.
    “Don’t touch me again.” She picked up the box he dropped and shoved it into her truck. “In fact, I think you should go. I can pack the rest up by myself.”
    The refrigerator would be heavy, but she’d manage. She had to. Milla hadn’t planned for his help. She could certainly wrestle one small refrigerator into the SUV by herself. She opened the passenger side back door and headed for her room. There was no better time to find out. Surely she could manage to make it out the door of the room and the twenty feet to the vehicle without pulling a muscle.
    “Don’t be ridiculous. Some of the heaviest stuff is still in there.” He followed her into the room. Just inside the door, Milla spun around and held her hand up. “Don’t come any further. I don’t need your help.”
    “Of course you do.” He pointed toward the back of the room. “You need me to carry that out to your truck, unless it’s empty.
    Milla bit her lip. The mini fridge wasn’t empty. Even if it was, she would have a hell of a time getting it into the truck without tipping it. She knew if she tipped it more than thirty to forty degrees she would ruin the compressor. She didn’t know why, but she’d seen it happen before.
    Getting it out of her truck had been easy. She had no idea what even possessed her to buy the thing, other than eating things she made in her room were less expensive than anything she could purchase at the cheapest fast food place.
    Milla glared at him. “I don’t trust you.” How could she trust the man? He could force himself on her at any time. Just that kiss was enough to make her realize that he could do whatever he wanted and she would be powerless to stop him. He might be younger than her, but he was also a lot bigger.
    “Look,” he said as he frowned down at her and ran his fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I took advantage and I realize that. Let me make it up to you.”
    She wanted his help. Milla wrung her hands. In fact, she needed his help, more than she wanted to admit. Her skin crawled with the familiar sensation that told her Perry and the rest of the group was hot on her trail.
    Her skin itched as though a thousand bugs crawled on her. It was her internal warning system. Perry was close. He was very close.
    Mason was no longer a safe haven for her. She had to leave before they showed up. Milla didn’t know how Perry kept finding her. She’d even ditched her truck and fifth-wheel camper, thinking that he’d somehow put some sort of GPS tracker on them. She’d replaced them with the SUV. It was still technically a truck, and she could sleep in it if she had to.
    Leaving her trailer had been a difficult decision and one of the hardest things she’d ever done. It had been her home for ten years. Dumping the trailer made it easier to run but it left her homeless. She spent more of her nest egg on hotel rooms than she cared to think about.
    If she didn’t manage to lose Perry and his minions soon, he would get his way. Milla would have nowhere else to go. She would have to go crawling back to the carnival. She’d rather do anything but that. It had taken her years to save up enough of her tips to leave. If forced to go back, she could be stuck for the rest of her life.
    “Okay.” She sighed and waved her arm for him to enter. “But only because I need to leave here as soon as possible.” She cast a wistful gaze at the mountain. She would miss that the most. She had fallen in love with that mountain over the last few weeks. “I liked it here, too.” Dropping her gaze to the floor, her shoulders slumped. How could she keep Perry from