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main one. Was it as stupid as hers? Because she was imagining them naked. If his truck had bench seats, he could push her into the leather like he was pushing her into her car, only his hips would be right there… Or his mouth. Darcy closed her eyes and thought of his cock, thought of hard candy, and him sucking and licking.
    Tip for female travelers—don’t let vacation exhilaration tempt you into a one night stand. If he likes you, he’ll call you after the sunburn fades.
    “It’s not far,” he repeated. His hand was so big it nearly spanned her back.
    She’d turned him down yesterday. Today she’d confessed her big secret. He knew the truth now. Surely he could put two and two together and understand what her claustrophobia meant about her? About them?
    No hot trips to the Bahamas, that was for sure. Was he okay with that? Was he okay with her?
    Dammit! Darcy couldn’t bear to end this, but she couldn’t bear to commit to something that had disaster written all over it. It could be a dumb move. Because lingering in several inches of snow and ice was so smart. Clearly the sub-freezing temperatures had sapped her common sense. Her feet ached so much it felt like a vice had tightened on them.
    It could be dumb. But it could be a risk that seriously paid off. She’d liked him already, and adding his colossal sexiness to that mix was nigh irresistible.
    His fingers found the gap between her waistband and her shirt. He brushed her bare skin, and she nearly went up in flames.
    “It’s cold, Darcy.”
    “I’m good,” she managed. His icy touch sizzled through her, and she wanted nothing more than for him to grab her ass and shove himself inside her.
    Okay, she wanted one thing more. For him to do that in private.
    “You could get frostbite if we stand here much longer.” He pushed away from her and opened her door. “Get in or come with me.”
    “If I want to live?” she quipped.
    His chin lowered. “Now.”
    Would he toss her over his shoulder if she refused? That sounded positively…exciting. But they had an audience, and he was right. It was too damned cold. “I’ll get the candy.”
    Accepting an invitation to his place after what was essentially a first date. This wasn’t a tip she’d give anyone, anytime, whether traveling or at home.
    But his place was bigger.

Chapter Six
    Darcy was going to drive him insane. Her soft body and her smart mouth and her funny little ways. This claustrophobia thing, James didn’t know what to make of it, but it sure as hell didn’t stop him from thinking about her. Worrying about her. Hypothermia wasn’t a damn joke. He’d been about five seconds from stuffing her bodily back into her vehicle.
    Considering he’d been two second from ripping off that hideous sweat suit and fucking her against her car, her capitulation had come just in time. It was like she wanted to torture him.
    Now he was leading her to his truck, her babbling nonstop, and all he could think about was whether this meant her no had changed to a yes. She had to recognize what was on his mind. He’d had an obvious hard-on, and she’d been fondling his pecs.
    If it was still a no, well, he wouldn’t press the issue.
    Tonight.
    He and Darcy weren’t the only ones migrating between vehicles. Three minutes into their snowy trek, they ran into an impromptu party in the lee of a Winnebago. A couple of guys had produced a charcoal grill and were cooking hotdogs. More folks had thrown open their stashes of holiday goodies, and the guy who’d said he was from Tarnington had contributed his bread and milk to the buffet.
    As they watched, two women headed off the interstate toward some small, scrubby trees, clutching each other’s arms as they minced through the snow. He felt sorry for them. Hell of a night to have to squat to pee.
    A man with a harried expression was knocking on windows down the row. “Anybody got any baby formula?”
    “A couple cars down, there’s a red SUV with a family that has