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pants were far too chaffing to sit still and take it like a man.
    He shifted on his chair, lurching a little to the side. “Bloody hell,” he muttered.
    A fine, warm hand pressed on his hip, searing his skin through his trousers, and he looked up from the floor to see Anna smiling at him. “Falling for me so quickly, Joe?”
    The question, asked no doubt in jest, sent a shard of tension straight to Joseph’s suddenly very hard cock. He stared at her like a dumb-struck teenager, lost for words.
    She gazed back at him, the smile on her lips—her full, totally kissable lips—fading.
    “I think the answer to that is yes, Anna McCarthy,” Rob offered. “Very much a yes.”
    She flicked a glance at Rob, but only a quick one, before her attention fixed on Joseph again.
    The cabin fell silent, the only sound the night wind rising outside, streaming over the side of the mountain like an icy river. Joseph looked at Anna, his mouth dry. He wanted to say something, but couldn’t. Jesus, why was he feeling so flustered? He never felt like this in corporate meetings, staring down bank managers and supply executives. Why couldn’t he think of a thing to say now?
    Because it’s important now, Joseph. It means something now. What you say next could change the rest of your life.
    He swallowed, a numb pressure growing in his chest, his eyes eating her up. How had this happened? How had he fallen so deeply so quickly?
    Fallen where? In love?
    Can’t be. Not yet. He knew so little about her.
    A wild gust of wind slammed against the cabin, shattering the tense silence within with a squealing protest of wood. The windows rattled and Joseph jumped. They all jumped. Anna blinked quickly as she jerked in her seat, as if coming out of a trance. Rob burst out into loud, if somewhat nervous laughter.
    “So, Ranger McCarthy,” Rob said, his socked feet hitting the floor with a dull thud, “we’re obviously not heading back to Wolf Creek tonight. What do you suggest we do?”
    Anna’s cheeks turned pink, a delicate shade that made Joseph want to cup her face in his hands and place his lips on hers.
    Deep, Joseph. So deep so damn fast.
    She flicked him a quick look, her eyes reflecting something he couldn’t decipher, and then turned to Rob. “Poker?”
    Rob lifted an eyebrow. “Strip poker?”
    Joseph’s cock—rapidly growing harder than semi-hard—pulsed in approval, and he bit back a low groan.
    Anna gave Rob an enigmatic little smile. “Strip poker? Isn’t it too cold for strip poker?”
    Rob leant forward in his seat, the wood creaking beneath him, a grin playing with the corners of his mouth as he ran a deliberately suggestive inspection over her upper body. “I’m game. Are you?”
    She flicked Joseph another look, and he couldn’t miss the way her nipples pinched into rigid points. Nor the way her tongue flicked out to wet her bottom lip. “I’m good at poker.”
    Joseph wasn’t good at poker. And he was wearing nothing more than a pair of snow pants, socks and his thermal. Which meant he’d be buck-naked in about three hands.
    Or sooner if you throw the cards away and do exactly what you want to do instead.
    His cock jerked in his pants, in total, eager agreement. What he wanted to do…
    Well, do it, Hudo.
    His ass clenched as thick desire poured through his groin.
    Do it.
    He snapped to his feet, his plastic seat jolting away from the back of his thighs to tumble over. In two strides, he rounded the table and stopped directly in front of Anna to give her a level stare. “I don’t want to play poker.” He leant forward a little, combed his fingers into the golden strands of her hair at her nape and held her head still. “I want to make love to you. I want to bury myself in your sweet wet pussy and fuck you until you scream my name.”
    He lowered his face closer to hers. “And I want to do it while Rob fucks you at the same time.”
    Anna’s eyes widened, her lips parting.
    “Bloody hell, Hudo.” Rob shifted