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I clear my throat. "Yes?"

"I dig the look."

Okay, it's dorky as hell wearing my hoodie like this. But it's hot. "You're jealous."

"I am." He slides his hoodie off his shoulders and ties it around his waist. He turns and strikes a model-worthy pose. "How do I look?"

Ridiculous. But—"Still hot."

"It's my curse."

"How do you deal?"

"Some days, it's hard."

"Only some?"

He laughs as he slides his arms around my waist. His lips brush my neck. My cheek. He cups my ass over my shorts. "You wear this to drive me crazy, sweetness?"

"Maybe."

He presses his lips to mine. "You'll regret that."

I shake my head. I regret a lot of things. Too many. But not whatever I did to fill his dark eyes with all that desire.

He nips at my ear. "You drive me out of my fucking mind. You know that?"

My nod is heavy.

"Fuck. You're distracting me. Already forgot why we're here."

"Something about my love of hiking and your love of watching me come."

"Not helping." He chuckles. "You did that on purpose."

Definitely. I nod.

"Bad girl." He drags his fingertips over my ass and hips. "Are you wearing panties?"

"If I'm not, will that make you crazier?"

"Yeah." His voice drops an octave. "But you're coming on my hand either way."

"Now?" Now is good. Now is great.

He traces the outline of my panties, over my shorts. "No. Not until you're so desperate you're begging for it."

Mmm. He's way too good at this.

Walker takes a half step backward. He intertwines his fingers with mine and leads me up the path.

This is more of a stroll than a hike. Not that I'm complaining. The speed is just right. My blood is pumping. My body is buzzing with endorphins. With that yes, this is what I should be doing feeling.

With desire.

God, he has a nice ass. Strong legs. Broad shoulders. He's like a magazine model. He's so fine it hurts.

Lily would be so jealous. And so happy for me.

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