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Authors: Natasza Waters
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you take the lead. I’ll bring up the rear.”
She was trying to ignore what just happened between them. For now, he’d let her, but he wasn’t forgetting anything. Not the way she smelled, not the way her skin felt against his, nor the way her sweet mouth accepted his. “All right, how about syndicate boss?” he asked.
“Well, that would be just about my luck. Get going.”
He leaned over and kissed her deeply but swiftly. “Yes, ma’am, but we’re going to carry our previous conversation on later.”
“Like hell we are, Mr. Porter.” She wiped the sweat from her forehead.
He brought her hand to his lips. “Don’t be so sure of that, Ms. Viterra. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.”
Chapter Four
Moira brought up the rear with an eagle eye on each of her crew. Callie hung on to him as they carefully made their way up the side of the hill. The cheesy grin on the little girl’s face described her satisfaction more than words could. What a brat, he thought. She obviously didn’t notice or care about the age difference. Callie couldn’t have been more than twenty-one. Then again, age had never given him a reason to stop from screwing a younger woman. Callie might be young and beautiful, but as they paused to catch their breath, his eyes strayed to Moira. Everything seemed to blur around her, and all he could see was her.
“Whoa, you weren’t kidding about narrow path,” Sasha said as they followed each other in single file along a tiny ledge that wrapped itself around a sheer cliff face. “I hope everyone’s noticed there’s no net down there.”
“Just take your time, Sasha,” Moira cautioned.
Nothing protected them from the long drop on their left as they hugged the face. Steven was sure this really wasn’t what they were expecting, but Moira’s crew seemed to be doing fine, except for maybe Marcus.
“How ya doing, Marcus?” he called out.
Marcus made sure to keep at least one hand, but mostly two on the rock face at all times. “Great, it’s no fucking wonder I chose the sea for a career, mountain goat I am not.”
“You’re doing fine, Marcus. Just keep moving,” Moira prompted.
“This is awesome, Steven,” Callie trilled from behind him.
Twenty minutes later, they rounded a corner that opened onto a small landing, only big enough for them to gather tightly together. A natural bridge arched across a narrow canyon in front of them. Made of a brilliant terracotta-colored stone, and only wide enough for single file, it stretched fifteen feet across the gaping ravine below.
“God, I didn’t know we were gonna have to do an Outward Bound course,” Marcus complained. “Man, I hate heights.”
“We’ll go first,” Callie said, grabbing Steven’s hand and giving him a doe-eyed stare.
He gently pulled her hand from his. “Good idea. Marcus, take Callie across first.”
He caught Moira’s smirk, and winked at her. Giving Marcus a charge would boost his bravado.
“Come on, Cal, let’s go,” Marcus grumbled.
Callie pouted a little, not being able to hang on to Steven, but she took Marcus’s hand, and they crossed to the other side, Callie sashaying like she was simply strutting down the street, Marcus kind of shuffling.
“Go ahead, Sasha,” Steven prodded.
“Right.” She turned and grabbed Patti’s hand. “I’m not doing this by myself, come on.”
“What?” Patti said.
“Shut up and get moving.”
“Pushy when you’re chickenshit, aren’t ya?” Patti laughed at her friend.
“Go ahead, Steven,” Moira prompted. “I’ll go across with Mandy.”
Mandy glanced at the rocks that surrounded them. “Did you feel that?”
He turned his attention to the surrounding cliffs. “Feel what?” he asked.
An eagle screeched and soared above them, its giant wingspan slicing effortlessly through the sky, but all else was quiet.
Mandy shrugged. “Nothin’ I guess.”
He reached the other side and called to them. “Come on, ladies.” Moira
She was trying to ignore what just happened between them. For now, he’d let her, but he wasn’t forgetting anything. Not the way she smelled, not the way her skin felt against his, nor the way her sweet mouth accepted his. “All right, how about syndicate boss?” he asked.
“Well, that would be just about my luck. Get going.”
He leaned over and kissed her deeply but swiftly. “Yes, ma’am, but we’re going to carry our previous conversation on later.”
“Like hell we are, Mr. Porter.” She wiped the sweat from her forehead.
He brought her hand to his lips. “Don’t be so sure of that, Ms. Viterra. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.”
Chapter Four
Moira brought up the rear with an eagle eye on each of her crew. Callie hung on to him as they carefully made their way up the side of the hill. The cheesy grin on the little girl’s face described her satisfaction more than words could. What a brat, he thought. She obviously didn’t notice or care about the age difference. Callie couldn’t have been more than twenty-one. Then again, age had never given him a reason to stop from screwing a younger woman. Callie might be young and beautiful, but as they paused to catch their breath, his eyes strayed to Moira. Everything seemed to blur around her, and all he could see was her.
“Whoa, you weren’t kidding about narrow path,” Sasha said as they followed each other in single file along a tiny ledge that wrapped itself around a sheer cliff face. “I hope everyone’s noticed there’s no net down there.”
“Just take your time, Sasha,” Moira cautioned.
Nothing protected them from the long drop on their left as they hugged the face. Steven was sure this really wasn’t what they were expecting, but Moira’s crew seemed to be doing fine, except for maybe Marcus.
“How ya doing, Marcus?” he called out.
Marcus made sure to keep at least one hand, but mostly two on the rock face at all times. “Great, it’s no fucking wonder I chose the sea for a career, mountain goat I am not.”
“You’re doing fine, Marcus. Just keep moving,” Moira prompted.
“This is awesome, Steven,” Callie trilled from behind him.
Twenty minutes later, they rounded a corner that opened onto a small landing, only big enough for them to gather tightly together. A natural bridge arched across a narrow canyon in front of them. Made of a brilliant terracotta-colored stone, and only wide enough for single file, it stretched fifteen feet across the gaping ravine below.
“God, I didn’t know we were gonna have to do an Outward Bound course,” Marcus complained. “Man, I hate heights.”
“We’ll go first,” Callie said, grabbing Steven’s hand and giving him a doe-eyed stare.
He gently pulled her hand from his. “Good idea. Marcus, take Callie across first.”
He caught Moira’s smirk, and winked at her. Giving Marcus a charge would boost his bravado.
“Come on, Cal, let’s go,” Marcus grumbled.
Callie pouted a little, not being able to hang on to Steven, but she took Marcus’s hand, and they crossed to the other side, Callie sashaying like she was simply strutting down the street, Marcus kind of shuffling.
“Go ahead, Sasha,” Steven prodded.
“Right.” She turned and grabbed Patti’s hand. “I’m not doing this by myself, come on.”
“What?” Patti said.
“Shut up and get moving.”
“Pushy when you’re chickenshit, aren’t ya?” Patti laughed at her friend.
“Go ahead, Steven,” Moira prompted. “I’ll go across with Mandy.”
Mandy glanced at the rocks that surrounded them. “Did you feel that?”
He turned his attention to the surrounding cliffs. “Feel what?” he asked.
An eagle screeched and soared above them, its giant wingspan slicing effortlessly through the sky, but all else was quiet.
Mandy shrugged. “Nothin’ I guess.”
He reached the other side and called to them. “Come on, ladies.” Moira
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