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the cotton fabric, squeezing her eyes tightly shut. She felt the rumble of laughter before she actually heard it, and when it finally burst forth, she lifted her face and glared up at him. “What’s so funny?”
    â€œThe look—” his words came out between bellows of laughter “—on your face when you landed in the bog....”
    She felt the muscles in his chest ripple as he continued to laugh. “I imagine it was something like the look on your face when you fell in,” she said, blowing a strand of hair from her eyes. “Sort of like you sat on a porcupine. I declare, I think that cow even felt sorry for you.”
    They both laughed then, standing on the edge of the mud hole, his arms around her. The horses watched them, and the steer wandered over to a nearby tuft of grass and dug in.
    Jake couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed with a woman. He couldn’t even remember the last time he’d held a woman in his arms. He stared into Savannah’s meadow green eyes and felt something—something he was unfamiliar with, something he chose not to examine. And then it was gone as quickly as it came and in its place came a need. A need he understood only too well.
    He wanted this woman. An ache spread through him as strong as it was urgent. He had to taste her, to feel her lips under his. His laughter died away as he held her gaze, and when he turned his attention to her lips he felt her go still. Her breathing turned shallow.
    â€œJake,” she said quietly, “you can put me down now.”
    â€œSure.” He let her body slide down his with agonizing slowness. Her eyes turned smoky green as her breasts moved over his chest. Instinctively his hands cupped her bottom as he lowered her to the ground. Damn, but she felt good. So incredibly good. The ache in his body intensified and his heart raced.
    This couldn’t be happening, Savannah thought dimly. It had to be a dream. It felt like a dream. She was floating in a cloud of sensation, aware only of the feel of Jake’s solid chest and the tightness of her breasts as her body pressed against his. Her hands slid over his arms and she felt the ripple of hard muscle beneath her fingers. She lifted her gaze to his, and the dark intensity of his eyes nearly took her breath away. He lowered his head, and with a will of their own, her lips parted and her eyes drifted closed.
    His mouth was gentle on hers, his lips hot. Pleasure streaked through her, a sharp spiral of emotion that had her mind racing and her body humming. She whimpered softly, pressing herself closer, meeting the velvet thrust of Jake’s tongue with her own. Her fingers curled around the fabric where his shirt opened, and she felt his flesh burn against her hands. Control slipped away and in its place came an urgency that consumed her.
    Jake slanted his mouth against Savannah’s and the kiss grew harder, deeper. She felt the moan that rose up from his throat, and the sensation excited her all the more. She should have been shocked, not only by her reaction to Jake’s kiss, but by his arousal pressed so blatantly against the juncture of her thighs. But she wasn’t. She was thrilled. Anticipation coiled tightly inside her and she shuddered from the force of it.
    Jake felt the shudder move from Savannah’s body into his own. Blood pounded in his temples. He wanted her. Now. Here. Desire throbbed through his body, screaming at him to take this woman and ease his pain. His lips moved over hers, hard and demanding, desperately, needing her closer. She welcomed him, meeting the hot thrust of his tongue with her own.
    But even as he deepened the kiss he cursed himself. Not only for his timing, but because he knew what she tasted like now. Sweeter than anything he could have imagined. One taste would never satisfy him. It would never be enough.
    The sun beat down on the back of his neck. It would be one hell of a sunburn, he