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She snorts. “Okay, so you can talk with trees now? I guess random trivia isn’t the only talent you picked up in the mountains.”
“Spend enough time out here and you’ll understand.”
Her shoulders rise and then fall as she lets out a deep sigh. “This will be interesting. How’s it going to fit again?”
“It’ll fit. Do you trust me?”
“Of course, Mr. Mountain Man.” She sighs. “Of course.”
We spend the next few minutes trimming away excess branches from the bottom of the tree to expose the trunk. I pull back a few branches to give Eva some more room to slide in and take a swing.
“Ready?”
She stares at the tree, at me, and then at the axe. “I can’t even lift the axe. How in the world can I swing it?”
“I’ll help. Come here.”
She drags the axe as she walks over to me, each step sinking into the deep snow.
“Okay,” she says as she positions herself in front of me.
I bite the inside of my mouth as I try to focus on the task at hand and not the beautiful girl backing into me.
I reach around her, sliding my hands down her arms until they enclose hers. “Lift,” I say, my breath fogging the air in front of me.
We lift the axe together. My heart is slamming against my chest as it takes everything inside of me not to toss the axe aside, throw her to the ground, and capture her lips.
She smells heavenly. Feels heavenly. But the thoughts I’m having are anything but.
“Now what?” she asks as she scoots back, her back sliding against the steel rod growing in my pants. Fuck, it’s torture having her this close. It’s freezing out but my body is on fire against hers.
“Now,” I rasp, trying to regain my focus. “We check where we’re aiming.”
I tap it with the blade of the axe.
“Okay.”
I swallow hard as she rubs against me again, repositioning herself.
“Pull back, swing, and drive through the trunk,” I say through gritted teeth. “The axe will take care of the rest.”
The first swing glances off of the trunk. “Try again,” I say. “But take in a deep breath. Focus on that point.”
“Okay.”
A few seconds later the blade bites into the wood with a satisfyingthumpas lumps of snow fall around us, a soft tinkling sound through the branches.
“How’d that feel?”
“Amazing,” Eva says gleefully. “Again?”
“Of course.”
I’ll go until she’s tired or the tree falls because all I want is to hold Eva close. Feel her body on mine. Breathe her in.
“What’s that sound?” Eva asks after the third swing.
The branches above us are rustling even though we stopped swinging.
