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got into his sleeping bag and quickly zipped it closed again. Within moments, his eyes were drifting shut.
    Teddy wasn’t sure how long he’d been sleeping when a whisper of sound brought his drowsy eyes open again to find Katricia kneeling beside him.
    â€œWhat’s wrong?” he murmured sleepily, trying to wake up fully.
    â€œI’m cold,” Katricia whispered. Before he quite knew what was happening, she’d opened the zipper to his sleeping bag and climbed in to join him, adding, “Share your body heat.”
    â€œYou— I— We— This isn’t—” he stammered, but his protests grew weaker with each attempt as her body slid against his inside the sleeping bag.
    â€œI’m old enough to do what I wish. You’re an adult, too. We want each other and this definitely is a good idea,” she breathed, her body wrapping around his.
    Teddy just gaped at her for a moment, stunned that she’d responded correctly to each of his aborted protests as if he’d spoken them aloud rather than stammered helplessly like a schoolboy. By the time he regathered his wits, she was wrapped around him like a warm, tight sleeping bag, her body pressing against his in several key places.
    â€œYou read my mind,” he muttered, trying by sheer force of will to keep from reacting to her nearness. It seemed his will was weak. He was definitely reacting. Little Teddy had been up and down all day, but was fully up now.
    Much to his surprise, Katricia chuckled at his accusation. He didn’t understand, and it was hard to care much about what had amused her with her hands sliding around his back and her breasts and groin nestling up against him. She smelled so damned good, Teddy thought and then heard her say, “I can’t read you, Teddy.”
    Despite his growing distraction, Teddy frowned. “What was that?”
    â€œI said I can’t read you,” Katricia murmured, pressing a kiss to the bottom of his chin and then licking his throat before letting her lips drift to his cheek and then his ear.
    â€œYou can’t read me?” Teddy muttered, his brain telling him this was important while the rest of his body was assuring him it really, really wasn’t. Damn, she was squeezing his behind as if checking melons for firmness. Fortunately, he walked a lot on the job, making his rounds of the downtown businesses, and he knew he had a firm behind.
    â€œNo. I can’t,” she murmured, nibbling at his ear.
    Teddy remained still for a minute. His brain was trying to decipher what that meant while the rest of his body was humming and thoroughly distracted with what she was doing. After a minute, he brought an end to her nibbles and squeezes by rolling her on her back inside the bag. He then rose up slightly to peer down at her face in the firelight. “You can’t read me?”
    Katricia blinked up at him in surprise in the firelight, and then realization crossed her face. It was followed by wariness and her mouth snapping closed.
    â€œAm I your life mate?” he asked grimly.
    Katricia bit her lip and glanced away, then sighed and shook her head and peered back at him. “I think so, yes.”
    The words took his breath away and Teddy simply gaped at her for a minute, but then asked slowly, “You think so? Or you know so?”
    Katricia eyed Teddy for a moment. Marguerite’s warning to go slowly was ringing in her head, but she just couldn’t. She didn’t even want to, and while she’d managed to behave all day, now that he was lying on top of her, his body feeling warm and solid despite it being a dream, and his erection nestled against her groin . . . Well, she just couldn’t behave anymore. Spreading her legs so that he sank between them, his erection pressing more firmly where she wanted, Katricia let her hands slide over his back and down to his behind again to urge him more fully against her, and said,