Annie and Jace go on to live their separate lives. Time passes and Jace comes to the Tulsa area looking to purchase a ranch of his own. He spies someone coming out of the café that looks like the girl he met many years before. No longer a girl, but a woman he realizes he wants to know better.
This scene takes place after Annie's first husband Gabe Dixon died. She is the owner of a cafe now and is working a shift when Jace McCall steps into the cafe. He's still as handsome as she remembers and she recalled the public spanking he gave her way back when. She wondered if he would remember her and trying to act casual as she is getting a soft drink. She is so engrossed in watching him that she overfills the glass and the liquid splashes on the floor.
“Shit.” The word exploded from her mouth.
“I see you still have a potty mouth,” he said to her.
‘So he does remember me.’“I’m sorry, do I know you?” “Can I pull this off?”
“And that bratty attitude as well. Are you seriously going to play this game? You know darn well who I am; I saw the look of recognition the minute you spotted me. What name are you using these days?”
“My name is Annie Dixon.”
“Oh, Annie Dixon is it, the girl I knew was Annie Wilson or Clovis Gentry.”
“Oh, I remember now,” she told him.
“I thought maybe you would; my next clue was to remind you I was the cowboy who spanked that pert little fanny of yours in Pickin’ Pete’s in Dallas.”
“Such a gentleman to remember that fact,” she said with that snarky little voice he remembered so well.
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