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His grin twisted wickedly. “It’s getting hotter by the second.” Lazily, he kissed her. As if they had all the time in the world. Maybe they did.

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

“I know.” He covered her mouth with his and all thoughts of the past escaped her. Once again she was caught in the feel of him, the here and now, the promise of the future. The past, the fire, were but a distant memory.

A hungry warmth, deep and primal, uncoiled deep inside of her, spreading in radiant waves to her limbs.

She moaned, moving anxiously against him.

“Don’t you want to see your horses? They’re probably on their way,” he said, kissing the tip of her nose and grinning.

“I’ll wait.”

“What about your father? Curtis should be back here any minute.”

“Don’t remind me,” she groaned, moving reluctantly away from him. He caught her arm, yanked her back and pressed hot, eager lips to hers. Immediately, she turned liquid.

“That’s just to remind you that I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.”

“And I love you, Tess,” he said, his words husky and raw. “I always have.”

“Oh, Denver. I love you, too!” she cried, letting her tears flow as she held him close, blinking rapidly and wishing this moment would never end.

A hard rap sounded on the door. “Tessa?” her father asked, his voice heavy with concern. “You in there?”

“I’m okay, Dad.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.” She glanced into Denver’s eyes.

“She’d better be, McLean!”

Tessa smothered the urge to giggle. “Maybe we should go wait for the horses,” she whispered. “I wouldn’t want my father to get the right idea about us.”

Denver’s grin slashed across his face. “Not until you promise to marry me.”

“Oh?” she asked, her eyebrows shooting skyward, the gloom in her heart disappearing. “And what are you going to do if I don’t?”

“Hold you prisoner until you beg for mercy.”

“Sounds interesting,” she teased.

“Doesn’t it?” He gazed deep in her eyes. “But I don’t think your father would approve.”

“Probably not, but he won’t approve of the marriage either.”

“Maybe I can change his mind.”

She laughed. “If you can, you’ll be the first.”

“Watch me.” He slapped her fondly on her rear.

“I will.” She rolled off the bed and landed lithely on her feet. Denver was right behind her.

She unlocked the door, but before she could open it, he slammed it shut with the flat of his hand.

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