picture,” she said accusingly. “Here I am, slaving over a back rub while you’re the picture of contentment.”
“I wouldn’t exactly call it contentment, Goldilocks. It’s more like electricity. And if you’re not careful with those hands, I may blow not just a fuse, but a transformer.”
“That might be fun to watch.” She poured lotion into her palm and began rubbing it over his shoulders.
He sighed and clenched his hands, causing the muscles of his upper arms to tense and bunch.
Fascinated, Cara rubbed the lotion down his arms, then up and over his back, before moving her hands along his sides.
“Careful, Goldilocks.”
The sensual thrill racing along his spine had him reaching out without a thought to the consequences.
In one quick movement, he rolled over, keeping both of her hands in his. Before she could react, he dragged her down until her body was pressed firmly to his.
Her mouth was open in surprise, until it met his.
“Whit…” She whispered the word inside his mouth, inflaming him even more.
His hands moved over her back, drawing her fully against him, making her achingly aware of his arousal.
Even though she tried to push away, his hands lifted to frame her face while he kissed her with a thoroughness that had them both gasping for air.
Her hair fanned forward, tickling his naked flesh, adding to his heightened awareness. “God, you taste good, Goldilocks. Mind if I taste a little more?”
“No, Whit. Don’t…”
At the alarm in her voice, he went suddenly still.
His gaze sharpened as he caught the fear in those green eyes before she blinked and looked away.
“Sorry.” In one swift movement, he rolled her aside and got to his feet. “Blame it on the fact that I wasn’t in control of my senses.”
That’s when he caught sight of the red on his toenails. “What the hell…?”
Cara couldn’t help herself. Despite the combination of fear and sexual tingle still racing through her veins, she burst into gales of laughter while backing away from him.
“I think every cowboy should have candy-apple-red toenails at least once in his life.”
She waited for his furious reaction.
With a howl he was across the room, grabbing her in a bear hug while convulsing with laughter.
For long minutes they stood together, shaking with laughter at the absurdity of what she’d done.
He pressed his forehead to hers. “I should have known you wouldn’t just let me get away with all that pleasure without making me pay.”
“Oh, Cowboy, you so deserved it.”
He was still laughing as he dipped his head and kissed her.
“Mmm. You taste so damned good, Goldilocks. I wish…”
He lifted his head and realized that she’d gone as still as a statue.
His expression altered suddenly. “What the hell is wrong with me? When am I going to get it through my thick head…?”
He released her and stepped back. Within moments he was across the room, slipping into his shirt and stepping into his boots before drawing on his parka.
Without even taking the time to say a word, he opened the door of the cabin, sending a chill through the room. The door slammed behind him.
And all she could hear was the crunch of his footsteps on the frozen snow as he stormed into the night, muttering every rich, ripe oath he could think of.
Dazed, Cara climbed to the upper bunk and lay there shivering under the blankets.
What was happening to her? Hadn’t she just taken a terrible emotional battering at the hands of an arrogant jerk? Hadn’t she come here hoping to hide and lick her wounds?
On top of that, wasn’t there a stranger out there who’d looked angry enough to want her dead?
How, then, did she willingly fall into another stranger’s arms and play sexy games with him, feeling as if she were somehow safe with him?
Though she’d fully intended to guard herself and her emotions with Whit MacKenzie, there was something about him that made her forget all her good intentions.
Somewhere between
“I wouldn’t exactly call it contentment, Goldilocks. It’s more like electricity. And if you’re not careful with those hands, I may blow not just a fuse, but a transformer.”
“That might be fun to watch.” She poured lotion into her palm and began rubbing it over his shoulders.
He sighed and clenched his hands, causing the muscles of his upper arms to tense and bunch.
Fascinated, Cara rubbed the lotion down his arms, then up and over his back, before moving her hands along his sides.
“Careful, Goldilocks.”
The sensual thrill racing along his spine had him reaching out without a thought to the consequences.
In one quick movement, he rolled over, keeping both of her hands in his. Before she could react, he dragged her down until her body was pressed firmly to his.
Her mouth was open in surprise, until it met his.
“Whit…” She whispered the word inside his mouth, inflaming him even more.
His hands moved over her back, drawing her fully against him, making her achingly aware of his arousal.
Even though she tried to push away, his hands lifted to frame her face while he kissed her with a thoroughness that had them both gasping for air.
Her hair fanned forward, tickling his naked flesh, adding to his heightened awareness. “God, you taste good, Goldilocks. Mind if I taste a little more?”
“No, Whit. Don’t…”
At the alarm in her voice, he went suddenly still.
His gaze sharpened as he caught the fear in those green eyes before she blinked and looked away.
“Sorry.” In one swift movement, he rolled her aside and got to his feet. “Blame it on the fact that I wasn’t in control of my senses.”
That’s when he caught sight of the red on his toenails. “What the hell…?”
Cara couldn’t help herself. Despite the combination of fear and sexual tingle still racing through her veins, she burst into gales of laughter while backing away from him.
“I think every cowboy should have candy-apple-red toenails at least once in his life.”
She waited for his furious reaction.
With a howl he was across the room, grabbing her in a bear hug while convulsing with laughter.
For long minutes they stood together, shaking with laughter at the absurdity of what she’d done.
He pressed his forehead to hers. “I should have known you wouldn’t just let me get away with all that pleasure without making me pay.”
“Oh, Cowboy, you so deserved it.”
He was still laughing as he dipped his head and kissed her.
“Mmm. You taste so damned good, Goldilocks. I wish…”
He lifted his head and realized that she’d gone as still as a statue.
His expression altered suddenly. “What the hell is wrong with me? When am I going to get it through my thick head…?”
He released her and stepped back. Within moments he was across the room, slipping into his shirt and stepping into his boots before drawing on his parka.
Without even taking the time to say a word, he opened the door of the cabin, sending a chill through the room. The door slammed behind him.
And all she could hear was the crunch of his footsteps on the frozen snow as he stormed into the night, muttering every rich, ripe oath he could think of.
Dazed, Cara climbed to the upper bunk and lay there shivering under the blankets.
What was happening to her? Hadn’t she just taken a terrible emotional battering at the hands of an arrogant jerk? Hadn’t she come here hoping to hide and lick her wounds?
On top of that, wasn’t there a stranger out there who’d looked angry enough to want her dead?
How, then, did she willingly fall into another stranger’s arms and play sexy games with him, feeling as if she were somehow safe with him?
Though she’d fully intended to guard herself and her emotions with Whit MacKenzie, there was something about him that made her forget all her good intentions.
Somewhere between
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