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though she was on the rebound from Connor, she couldn’t stop Elizabeth’s words from playing in her mind over the last few hours. I’m all for sharing yourself with whoever you feel will bring you pleasure, until you find the one whose pleasure you could never live without. The more she observed Jack, the more open she became. She thought of her older brother Rex and how he’d always been gruff around women—until he’d fallen in love with Jade Johnson, the daughter of her father’s nemesis—the man Hal Braden had been feuding with for the past forty years. The relationship between Rex and Jade had been contentious at first, and from what Rex had described, they’d both fought it every step of the way. She’d never seen Rex happier, more content, and less guarded than he’d been since falling in love with Jade.
    Savannah smiled at the surprise in Jack’s eyes. She supposed it had been cruel to tease him the way she had, but as she’d seen with her brother, she thought perhaps there was a kinder, gentler man who lay beneath the anger. She wasn’t Jade Johnson, and there was no family feud to contend with. The only thing holding her back from wrapping her hands around his beautiful, hard body and kissing him until she cracked that armor away was the memory of what it felt like to be hurt by Connor. Savannah had to believe that just because Connor hurt her didn’t mean all men would.
    Jack cleared his throat. “Right.” They crossed the campsite and entered the forest on the other side. Savannah was aware of every breath as she walked just behind Jack, a little embarrassed that she had to pee at all, much less that she needed a babysitter while she went.
    “See that rock over there?” Jack pointed to a large boulder. “I’m going to scope it out. Stay put.”
    “I’m not a dog, you know.” Why did he have to speak so rudely?
    He took a step forward and stopped, then turned to face her. He opened his mouth to speak, then looked to the side, as if he’d changed his mind. “I’m sorry,” he said a little less grumpily. “Please wait here.”
    Feeling vindicated, Savannah grinned. “Okay.” She watched as he disappeared around the boulder with one hand on the leather sheath hanging from his belt. Then he came around the other side and motioned her over.
    “Need anything else?”
    He was still so curt that her nerves tightened. She held up her biodegradable wet wipes and wiggled them before his eyes.
    “I’ll wait over there.”
    Savannah felt her cheeks flush.
    After she was done, she found him with his back to her. In an effort to crack the walls he had constructed around himself, she tiptoed to him and wrapped her hands over his eyes.
    “Guess who?” she teased. She didn’t feel his cheeks lift in a smile or his back jump with a stifled laugh. Instead, she felt the tiny muscles at the edge of his cheekbones contract as he clenched his jaw. Savannah dropped her hands, her hopes at levity deflated. “Sorry.”
    He turned to face her again with the same irritated look he’d given her enough times since they’d arrived that it was already etched in her mind.
    “Why are you doing this?” he growled, grabbing her wrists.
    His eyes had gone almost black, and the word danger floated through Savannah’s mind again. She wondered if she had misjudged him after all. Maybe he didn’t have that softer side. Maybe she’d imagined it.
    “Why, Savannah? I’m an angry bastard,” he said in a harsh whisper.
    She could barely breathe. His eyes were still black as night, but as she looked closer, she realized she hadn’t misjudged him. It was restraint that she read in his clenching jaw, the muscles straining in his neck, but it was desire, thick and lustful, in his eyes.
    “I don’t know,” she managed. Her legs weakened and her pulse sped up at the flames igniting between them. “Maybe…I…”
    “I’m broken, Savannah. I may not be fixable. You’re better off going back to your high-rise