Page 37 of Willing Prey


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“We have everything we need to get to the first resupply point. Relax.” Hooking my fingers through his belt loops, I tug him toward me. He hugs me, backpack and all.

“Relaxing isn’t my thing,” he grumbles, but then his voice lightens. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“It’s going to be incredible.” I fight down the urge to bounce around like an over-excited golden retriever. We’re in our driveway, doing a final check on our backpacking gear. I’m taking a year off from teaching, and Shane’s on leave from work. Months of hiking with my husband lay before me.

On one of our belated dates, after I moved in, we discovered that we both had hiking the Appalachian Trail on our bucket lists. Training and planning began immediately. With every month that passed, we grew closer, fit together better, and realized that sex is just one of many ways we’re compatible.

A year later, Shane proposed. In the woods, of course. Just thinking about it makes me feel like a flurry of confetti is swirling inside me. I was hunting him and followed his tracks to the lake. He was on one knee when I got there, the ring glittering in the sunlight the way it’s glittering on my hand right now.

“One last hunt before we hit the road?” Shane interrupts my reminiscing with a mischievous look as he releases me. Just like that, I realize our start might be delayed. I’m completely on board.

“I thought I wore you out last night,” I say, unable to keep from grinning. “How are you still frisky little deer?”

He captures my hand, moving it to his crotch. “Huge deer.”

Heat flickers low in my stomach when he stirs beneath my hand. Unbuckling my backpack, I step closer to him. His throat bobs as he swallows.

“I’ll give you five minutes.” I lean in close to whisper, “You better run fast.”

He does.

But I’m faster.

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