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| Chapter Thirteen |

| Carrying a clean change of clothes, a towel, and a fragrant piece of soap, Sasha moved toward the river. Ashton's stench had most certainly rubbed off on her, and she did not believe a mere bath in her tub could make her smell decently clean again. She would take a swim, and then a bath, in the river. That would give her not only the opportunity to get clean, but the time to think about her decision to go on an outing with the confidence man whom Ashton so obviously detested. Would he, in the end, despise her as much? Deep within her, that was not at all what she wanted. Oh, Lord, she wanted him! Him! |

| Bending low beneath a eucalyptus branch, Sasha was separating some tall weeds with her hands when her footsteps faltered and she was surprised |

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