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I get her pants up, her boots on, shrug my backpack over my shoulders, mindful of the camera I zipped carefully inside.
She’s shivering now, so I don’t take her hand, just scoop her up and make our way back to the house.
Steve’s still sleeping fifteen minutes later as I carry her in through the front door, but he wakes as I try to walk quietly by him, probably clocking that his owner isn’t one hundred percent and that I’m responsible. “Stay,” I order him before adding like he can understand me—and hell, at this point, I’m half convinced he can, “I’ll be back to get you and you don’t want to hurt your leg more.”
Beady eyes narrow.
But he settles back down onto the blankets with a huff.
My ankles thank me as I move to the bathroom and set Nova on the counter. I crank on the water in the tub, putting it as hot as I think she can stand. Then I shove down the plug and turn back to the shivering woman. “Arms up.”
She complies, teeth chattering. “Th-that w-was st-stupid.”
“Maybe,” I say, “but I think your pussy is worth a little frostbite.”
Her mouth falls open and I take advantage of her befuddlement to tug off her sweatshirt, tee, and bra, to guide her off the counter, to take off her pants, her underwear, her boots and socks.
The musk of her cunt as I’m kneeling in front of her—lifting one leg and then the other—is tempting, but she’s still cold, her pert pink nipples proof of that, even if they’re just as mouth-watering as her pussy.
I lean in. Inhale. Flick out my tongue—
Focus.
Because she has goose bumps all over too.
Deal with hypothermia first.
Fuck her exactly as I want to second.
Plus, Steve is bound to lose patience soon.
I scoop her up, bring her to the tub.
She dips a toe in, hisses.
“Okay?” I ask.
“It feels good.”
Once she’s beneath the water, I go back for the mutt, grabbing one of his beds from Nova’s duffle and setting him up in the corner of the bathroom.
Then I turn away, intending to go change.
Iwantto strip down and crawl into the tub behind her.
But…I’ve crossed a lot of lines today. I’ve pushed and—
“Lake.”
My name on her tongue is a fucking siren’s call. I turn around, dick going hard when I see all of that glorious woman on display for me.
“Where are you going?” she asks.
“To change,” I say gruffly—too fucking gruffly considering I was just inside her.
Those pine needle green eyes change, head tilting to the side, the ends of her hair dipping into the water. “You can do that if you want, but”—here she takes a breath, as though shoring herself up—“if you want to join me, I”—she nibbles at her bottom lip—“I would like that.”
Women bring nothing but complications.
