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“Abigtree,” I added.

My side of the loader happened to be pressed up against the fence. Kade reached out and took me by the hand, helping me to climb over his body and slide past him on the seat.

Halfway through, my ass brushed his crotch.

Oh my God…

I felt a flash of instant embarrassment, but also a flush of prickly heat. Was that a knot I felt in his jeans? Or was it just the way his zipper happened to be arranged?

“Go on,” Kade urged, nodding toward the ground below. “They’ll take care of you.”

Still pleasantly rattled, I hopped down the first of the corrugated steps. Suddenly another pair of strong hands were gripping my waist. A mocha-skinned worker with cocoa-brown eyes lifted me easily away from the big truck, then swung me a few feet to the left.

Oh!

He deposited me effortlessly in front of what looked to be a blond-haired, blue-eyed viking god.

“Hi Sloane,” the viking smiled. “I’m Brock. And that’s Valerio.”

His voice was warm and inviting, spoken from the depths of a broad, beautiful chest. He had an immaculately-trimmed beard, and a smile that forced my next few heartbeats to go off rhythm.

“Come,” he said, extending one big hand. “Let’s get you set up with a nice tree.”

Five

BROCK

She was absolutely gorgeous, top to bottom. Sloane had silky brown hair — long, just the way I liked it — that danced teasingly around a perfect, angelic face. On top of that she was curvaceous and pretty, with caramel brown eyes and lips that were naturally plump and beautiful.

And Kade had brought her to us like he was delivering a pizza.

“You said you wanted to go big, right?”

I turned for her reaction, and saw her smile widen into a smirk. She wasn’t offended. She was playing the game.

“Well biggerisbetter,” she acknowledged.

“Uh huh,” I grinned back. “As long as you’ve got the, you know, room for it.”

“Oh, I do.”

She was still holding my hand, and that was something. It felt wonderful in my palm, beneath her woven cotton gloves.

“How big are we talking?” I asked.

“Well the first tree I had this year was fourteen feet.”

Valerio whistled low, just behind us. “Fourteen. Wow!”

Sloane paused to look his way, arching a well-manicured eyebrow at him. “You boys got anything that big?”

My eyes went wide at the double-entendre. Whoever she was, she was definitely a fun one.

“Actually yes,” said Valerio. “But he’s taking you the wrong way.”

He reached out and snatched her other hand, pulling her in a different direction. Caught between us for a moment, both arms outstretched, she giggled.

“Easy… you’re going to pull me apart.”

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