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myriad of other duties, this was the first time she’d seen him since the time he’d accused her of…God only knew what the man had been accusing her of…in nearly a week.
    She glanced up at Nate’s scowling face, the way his thick, smoothbrows met in the middle, studying her as though she were an object under his own personal microscope.
    â€œWell? Are you ready? Can you come with me?”
    â€œReady for what?”
    Althea felt her heart kick against her ribs at the unmistakable light that entered his light brown eyes, his casual but thorough perusal of her…before his gaze settled on her lips.
    â€œReady to come with me.”
    Dear God.
    Did he haveto phrase it in that way? With that deep, sexy voice of his?
    Her glance ran over his face, down the line of hisstrong neck, to the pulse that beat at the hollow of his throat before trailing back up to meet his gaze.
    Again his eyes were on her mouth. She blew out a small breath, remembering the smell of his minty breath mingling with hers, the way his mouth slanted over hers, the brief butincredibly erotic taste of his lips on hers.
    Her tongue snaked out to swipe across the bottom rim.
    Although he’d answered in a neutral tone, the underlying thread of sexual tension racing between them gave his answer an entirely different meaning.
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    Nate stared down at the woman in front of him. She’d asked him what he was ready for.
    The immediate answer to her question that came to mindwas one he knew would get him in trouble if he dared utter it.
    He found his gaze settling on her lips, the sexy curve of her bottom rim, the slight bow at the corners, before he dragged his eyes back to hers.
    He recalled the feel of her lips brushing against his. The shy way her small tongue darted out and tangled with his for their brief yet erotically charged kiss, the kiss, the feel of herbody on his replaying in his mind over and over throughout the last week, so much so that he woke up nightly, sweat pouring, his own hand on his shaft, wishing it were her instead who fisted him.
    â€œReady to come with me.” He forced the answer past clenched jaws.
    Her brow furrowed, her mouth pursed, a question forming. Before she could speak, he finished, “I heard you’ve been getting a real goodsample of life aroundhere. Thought you’d be interested in going out with me to one of the lower pastures to witness a live birth. The hands just called the vet, she’s about to give birth any moment. The vet could always use a couple of extra pair of hands. It’s pretty bloody, though. And probably a pretty difficult birth. The cow mated with one of our larger bulls, and the calf is going to bea big one. Don’t know if you’d be interested…” He allowed the question to dangle, stopping. He felt like a damn adolescent asking a girl he was crushing on for a first date.
    â€œYes, I’d…I’d love to,” she answered, a small smile lifting the corners of her mouth. When her face lit up, he nodded shortly, ignoring the kick of his heart at the way the smile transformed her face.
    â€œDon’t know how wellyou ride, so we’ll take my truck…”
    â€œOh, I know how to ride. I love to ride!”
    â€œTwo lessons with my brother and you’re a regular equestrian,” he stated more than asked, realizing too late how telling his admission was.
    After the first lesson Holt had given her, Nate had made it his business to learn of any subsequent lessons, not trusting his brother alone with the woman. He’d told himself itwas because he didn’t want Holt taking advantage of her as an employee, yet knew that wasn’t the case.
    â€œHow’d you know about the second lesson?” she asked, a curious look crossing her face, pulling a frown between her brows.
    Nate ran his fingers across her brows and removed the frown. When he saw her draw in a breath, he allowedhis fingers to stay for a