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If she’d been anyone else, he’d have given her space, but he didn’t like her out here all alone.

So he followed behind at a slightly slower place, smiling as he took in the pretty fantastic view of Marley’s tight butt jiggling as she moved.

One thing he would say about Marley was she had stamina. She just kept pushing until she reached the ghost town, and only then did she slow to a walk, sucking in air.

“You do this run a lot?” he asked loudly.

She pulled out her earbuds, still breathing hard. He figured she’d probably heard him, but when she leaned against one of the buildings to take a drink, she looked at him with surprise. “You’re still here?”

“Yeah. Figured when you were done working your feelings out, you were going to need a shoulder to cry on.”

She slapped her palm against the top of her water bottle, closing it with a snap. “I’m not going to cry. I want to hit something. Pummel it to a bloody pulp.”

“Well, in that case,” he joked, pretending to run backwards.

“Not you. Sonora.” She kicked the side of the building and released a guttural scream. “She’s just such a blood-sucking bitch.”

“That would explain Brent’s Renfield-like behavior.”

She gave him an exasperated look. “Can you please take this seriously? She is toxic like a black widow spider and once she has you in her web, you can’t escape. Everything is on her terms and she is a horrible human being and I just want to tell her to suck it and—”

He put his hands on her shoulders. “Hey, hey. It’s okay. I know better than anyone how fucked up she is. Just take a breath.”

Marley did, her breathing labored. “I thought a run would help me blow off some steam, but it seems like it just riled me up more.”

Luke chuckled. “I’d suggest another activity, but we still haven’t hit our fifth date according to you.”

Marley’s expression changed and he suddenly understood how prey felt when a predator spotted them.

She came toward him, rolling her hips, her waist appearing longer in the low riding shorts and sports bra. Luke’s heart kicked up, and she placed her hands on his chest, running them over his pecs and down…

When she held his cock through his shorts, gently squeezing him, he swallowed hard.

“I think we can go ahead and count you taking care of me as date number four. Don’t you?”

“What are you saying?”

Marley stood up on her tip toes as the other hand cupped the back of his head, pulling his mouth down to hers.

“I’m asking where you want to fuck me. Against the wall of one of these old buildings? In the dirt? Down by the river?”

Holy shit! And she accused him of talking dirty.

“Marley, I don’t think—”

“Don’t think. Please.” She released him, and turned toward the river trail. “I’m going down to the water. If you want me, all you have to do is follow behind. If you aren’t down there a minute from when I strip off these clothes, I’ll know you aren’t interested and I’ll go for a swim anyway.”

Luke watched her and her ass before she disappeared down the slope. If he was a good man, he wouldn’t go along with this. He’d wait for her here until she cooled off and save their first time for when it wasn’t about her working off her frustrations.

If only he were that good.

Chapter 17

Marley slipped into the cold water, the slow-moving current sliding across her skin as she swam. She wasn’t sure if Luke would follow her, and uncertainty started to creep through her frustration and anger at Sonora. She wasn’t sure if she actually wanted him to follow her… but what if he didn’t?

She rolled over onto her back. Her cheeks warmed just thinking about the embarrassment of throwing herself at him and him not taking her up on it.

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