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“This is a first,” the shorter man said, raising an eyebrow. “Wouldn’ta thought to use a pile of lifejackets for that.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The men went off to the corner of the shack and the thrum of rain on the metal roof lightened. William reached for Lucy’s hand and hauled her beside him, tucking his arm around her shoulders.
“So, that happened,” she said under her breath. Her expression had gone distant, but he’d remedy that as soon as they got back to the cabin.
“Yeah, it happened.” He leaned to her and kissed her neck, intentionally rubbing his stubble on the soft spot beneath her ear.
She shivered.
The rain finally stopped, and he snagged the backpack.
“Ready?” he asked.
She peeked up at him. “I’m starving. Can we stop at the lodge and grab something quick for dinner?”
No. No time for dinner. He needed her alone. If he calculated correctly, he had approximately eight more seconds before he spontaneously combusted. Yeah, he would die right there on the life jackets.
Her stomach rumbled. She raised her eyebrows in an I told you gesture.
“Sure, we can go get dinner.” He forced a smile. After they ate, he’d initiate Operation Get Alone and Get Naked.
The men met his goodbye with grunts. “We’ll be sure to knock next time,” one of them muttered.
William held Lucy’s hand when they forged ahead into the post-storm mountain air. Aside from the waterlogged ground and the fresh after-rain scent of the forest, he would never have known the angry storm had blown through. They walked in silence, stopping at the edge of the lake. She squeezed his hand, shooting a pulse of desire into his veins.
“Should we head back to Confluence tonight?” she asked.
“What?” he asked.
“I mean given everything… that’s happened. And one more night isn’t going to expose anything else with the story.” She glanced at him expectantly.
Absolutely not. He only had a few more hours with her before they returned to the real world. No way did he want to willingly give up that time. “Do you… want to stay and pick up where we left off?”
“Are you sure? Sure, we should do this?” she asked without any conviction at all. “Sure that you want to do this? With me?”
He quirked an eyebrow. She hadn’t second guessed it when she’d outlined a map of the Twin Lakes resort on the roof of his mouth with her tongue.
“Here’s my proposal. I’ll buy you dinner, and we’ll go back to the cabin. When we get there, I’ll do this.” He dropped his fingertips to her hips.
She held her breath, right on cue.
“Then I’ll lean forward and kiss your neck.” He illustrated by brushing his lips against her sensitive skin.
She gulped, and her hands gripped his biceps. “That’s nice. You could do that some more.”
He grinned, letting his lower lip skim her jawline. “When I’m done, I’ll put my mouth right about here.”
He touched his lips casually to hers.
She shivered. “What’s next?”
“Then, I’ll slip my hand right here.” He demonstrated over the cloth of her shorts, moving his flat palm against the denim. She made a strangled noise and drew closer, her breath coming more quickly to match his own.
“Would you like that?” He said the words against her mouth.
She nodded. “Yes.”
