Page 6 of Claimed by Her Polar Bears

She fished out her camera and cursed softly. “The tripod is in the other case, but it’s buried. I can’t take times shots. Look at that moon.”

Poised on the edge of a cliff that went straight down for hundreds, probably thousands of feet, their mate snapped shot after shot of the huge full moon rising over the next rise of mountains. She glowed with excitement, and he fell in love right then. “You like our mountains?”

“This is the most beautiful place I’ve ever been. I can’t wait to get my laptop out and see these.” Her voice trembled, and she went on tiptoe. They both grabbed for the back of her jacket before she could tumble off the edge. “Oops.”

“More than oops. Would it be all right if we got back in the car? It’s about ten degrees out here, and you’re shivering.”

She turned toward him, lower lip thrust out in a pout he wanted to suck into his mouth. “I’m sorry. We’re on a date, and I make you stop so I can play. Don’t hate me.”

Hate her? He met Clark’s gaze over the top of her windblown hair. “We don’t hate you.”

“No,” Clark chimed in as they bundled her into the car and started up the last few hundred yards to the cabin. “We don’t hate you at all.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com