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“He does.”
“Wait, did you say okay?”
“Come inside. We need to talk.”
“Talk now.”
“You’re freezing. In another minute, you’ll have frostbitten toes.”
“I don’t care. Tell me what you mean.”
Talking wasn’t his strong suit, so he wrapped one arm around her back and dragged her body against his. He took her mouth in a passionate, possessive kiss that spoke far better than any words. He brushed the hair from her face and buried his fingers in the mass of golden silk. He slid his tongue over hers, tasting her sweetness and filling up his heart and soul with her love. He didn’t need the words to know. He felt it in the way she returned his kiss, pouring everything she was into telling him how much she needed and wanted him. Her body molded to his and she rocked her hips against his hard cock pressed to her belly. A deep moan escaped him to match the soft one she let loose when he tilted her head and took the kiss deeper.
He could take her to bed right now, love her into the night, and seal the bond they’d shared since the moment he met her, but he owed her more than that. He needed her to understand why he’d kept her at arm’s length all this time. He needed to find a way to tell her how much she meant to him. He loved her, and she deserved to be told in the most perfect way.
With a heavy heart and deep reluctance, he broke the kiss, stroking his fingers lightly over her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open, filled with passion.
“We need to talk, sweetheart.”
“I don’t want to talk.”
She went back up on tiptoe and kissed him, her arms locked around his neck. “Take me to bed,” she said against his lips.
He’d like nothing better, and would probably kick his own ass tomorrow for not doing it, but he wanted to do this right.
He backed her toward the door without breaking the kiss. Careful of her toes, he stepped cautiously on the outside of her feet, which only brought her soft, lovely body closer to his. Such sweet torture. He indulged himself with the feel of her against him as he reached for the doorknob and walked her into the warm cabin and shut out the cold.
Caleb kicked the door shut behind them. Those strong yet gentle hands swept down her neck to her shoulders where he pushed her away, breaking the kiss at the last second when she couldn’t reach him anymore, and he held her at arm’s length, sucking in one deep breath after another to calm himself. She had to admit, she needed a minute, too. If they kept this up, they’d set the cabin ablaze.
“I need to talk to you.”
This time, the deep richness of his voice penetrated. Whatever he had to say was more important than sating their shared hunger for each other.
She took his hand and led him to the sofa. He fell into it, exhausted from too many nights without sleep. Still chilled, she went to the fireplace and lit a match to the paper. The kindling and logs crackled as the fire took hold and burned. She held her frozen hands to the warmth and gave Caleb a minute to collect himself.
She turned and found his gaze had been plastered to her ass. She gave him a knowing smile.
“You are so beautiful.”
She appreciated the compliment because the words didn’t come easy for him. He didn’t toss out flattery just to flirt. He meant it.
“Yeah, it’s unfortunate you got stuck with that handsome face and rock-hard body,” she teased.
“I like kissing you even more.”
“Then why are we wasting what little time we have left together talking?”
“We have all the time in the world. I’m not leaving. Well, not without you.”
“Do you want me to come with you?”
“No.”
She opened her mouth to question him, but he held his hand up to stop her.
“I’m sorry. I’m not doing a very good job explaining.”
“Are you asking me to move to Montana with you?”
