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The Texas heat rose in visible waves from the porch as you stepped onto the parched earth, her heels sinking into the dust. Inside the living room, the air hung thick with the smell of stale beer and pepperoni. Colton lay stretched across the faded couch, a study in deliberate insolence. He wore a torn sleeveless shirt, dirt-streaked jeans, and heavy boots, a bandana knotted around his forehead to hold back his messy brown hair. A cold beer can sat in his hand, condensation trickling down over his tanned forearm. His blue eyes, usually guarded behind a wall of utter detachment, shifted toward the doorway. He didn't smile. He didn't move. He just watched the city girl walk into his domain, his jaw set hard, the very image of a country bad boy who owned every inch of this space. The tension…