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and not the other way around.
    Her breasts began tingling, and she could feel her nipples
harden against her cotton shirt when he brought his horse to a stop beside hers.
Nothing, she thought, was more of a turn-on than seeing a man, especially this
particular man, dismount from his horse…with such masculine ease and virile
precision, and she wondered if he slid between a woman’s legs the same way.
    She could feel her cheeks redden with such brazen thoughts, and
her throat tightened when he began walking toward her. Since it seemed he didn’t
have anything to say, she figured she would acknowledge his presence.
“Rico.”
    He tilted his hat to her. She thought he looked good in his
jeans, chambray shirt and the Stetson. “Megan.”
    She drew in a deep breath as he moved toward her. His advance
was just as lethal, just as stealthy, as a hunter who’d cornered his prey. “Do
you know why I’m here?” he asked her in a deep, husky voice.
    Megan she shook her head. “No. You said you wanted to work
alone.”
    He smiled, and she could tell it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“But you’re here, which means you didn’t intend on letting me do that.”
    She lifted her chin. “Just pretend I’m not here, and when you
see me in Forbes, you can pretend I’m not there.”
    “Not possible,” he said throatily, coming to a stop in front of
her. Up close, she could see smoldering desire in the depths of his eyes. That
should have jarred some sense into her, but it didn’t. Instead it had just the
opposite effect.
    Megan tilted her head back to look up at him and what she saw
almost took her breath away again—hazel eyes that were roaming all over her, as
if they were savoring her. There was no way she could miss the hunger that
flared in their depths, making her breath come out in quick gulps.
    “I think I need to get back to the ranch,” she said.
    A sexy smile touched his lips. “What’s the rush?”
    There was so much heat staring at her that she knew any minute
she was bound to go up in flames. “I asked why you’re here, Rico.”
    Instead of answering, he reached out and gently cradled her
face between his hands and brought his mouth so close to hers that she couldn’t
keep her lips from quivering. “My answer is simple, Megan. I came for you.”
    He paused a moment and then added, “I haven’t been able to
forget that kiss and how our tongues tangled while I became enmeshed in your
taste. Nothing has changed other than I think you’ve become an addiction, and I
want you more than before.”
    And then he lowered his mouth to hers.
    He knew the instant she began to lose control because she
started kissing him back with a degree of hunger and intimacy that astounded
him.
    He wrapped his arms around her waist while they stood there,
letting their tongues tangle in a way that was sending all kinds of sensual
pulses through his veins. This is what had kept him up nights, had made him
drive almost like a madman through several cities to get here. He had known this
would be what awaited him. Never had a single kiss ignited so much sexual
pressure within him, made him feel as if he was ready to explode at any
moment.
    She shifted her body closer, settling as intimately as a woman
still wearing clothes could get, at the juncture of his legs. The moment she
felt his hard erection pressing against her, she shifted her stance to cradle
his engorged shaft between her thighs.
    If he didn’t slow her down, he would be hauling her off to that
blanket she’d spread on the ground. Thoughts of making love to her here, in such
a beautiful spot and under such a stunning blue sky, were going through his
mind. But he knew she wasn’t ready for that. She especially wasn’t ready to take
it to the level he wanted to take it.
    His thoughts were interrupted when he felt her hand touch the
sides of his belt, trying to ease his shirt out of his pants. She wanted to
touch some skin, and he had no problems letting her do so. He