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get back to work. Dr. O wanted me to finish getting photos of the engravings.”
Gemma looked unconcerned, and took her time tucking her shirt back into her trousers. She shot Dani a smile. “I like younger men. They’re so…energetic and enthusiastic.” Her smile widened. “They trip over themselves to do everything I ask.”
Dani made what she hoped was an appropriate noise.
“Of course, I wouldn’t mind a crack at something as sexy and dangerous as Cal. A man like that gives a woman ideas.”
An ugly feeling slashed through Dani’s gut, her hands clamping around her camera.
Gemma redid the tie in her hair. “Those older, more experienced tough guys bring something very different to the table.” Now Gemma winked. “Or should I say bed… Or even a ruined temple.”
Dani couldn’t help but snort out a laugh.
“But I get when guys aren’t that interested in me.” Gemma walked toward Dani. “And Callum Ward is not taken by my charms.” She stopped, shoulder-to-shoulder with Dani. “You need to grab that hard body, girl, explore every inch of it, then ride him into exhaustion.”
Dani’s breath hitched. “I’m not really into meaningless sex.”
Gemma’s eyebrows rose. “You need a ring?”
“No. But some sort of commitment…”
Gemma shook her head. “Dani, there is nothing wrong with a strong, sexual woman taking what makes her feel good. If you want my advice—”
“Not really, but I get the feeling you’re going to give it to me anyway.”
Gemma grinned. “Yep. Enjoy the right now. Especially if it looks like Callum Ward.”
The archeologist walked away and Dani let out a long breath. She tilted her camera and flipped through some shots until she spotted one of Cal. He was standing tall, sexy stubble on his face, sweat dampening his shirt, and the machete in hand. All that fierce concentration…
With a shake of her head, Dani gingerly stepped over broken stones that had fallen from the tower. She needed to get a few more shots of the ruin and the team before they moved on.
She’d only taken a few steps, when someone slammed a hand over her mouth. Panic and adrenaline pumped through her. She jabbed an elbow back and heard a man grunt.
She exploded into action. She elbowed him again, and twisted. Kicking him was too awkward, so she focused on breaking his hold. She shoved her arms down hard.
He cursed in what sounded like Russian, and she got a flash of dark hair and dark eyes. And a scarf pulled over his face.
He made another sound—an annoyed one—then clamped his arms harder around her, trapping her arms against her sides. He started dragging her back toward the trees.
Dani kept fighting. She slammed her head back into his face.
With a yowl, he let her go. She was already turning to punch him, when Cal stormed past her.
Cal’s blow hit the man in the side of the head. He struck back, but Cal was ready, blocking him and delivering another vicious hit to the back of the man’s neck. Her attacker grunted, then spun and charged at Cal.
The man’s arms wrapped around Cal’s middle and both men went flying. They knocked into Dani, and she fell forward on her hands and knees, rotting leaves sticking to her fingers.
She scrambled away, her camera bumping against her chest. She spun and saw Cal and her attacker wrestling on the ground.
Neither of them made much noise, and it was clear both of them knew how to fight. Cal landed a brutal chop against the man’s arm. The man retaliated, striking out with a fist, but Cal moved, quick as a snake, and dodged. Dani tried to see the attacker’s face, but the scarf hid most of it. He was a little shorter than Cal, but stocky and muscular.
Cal kicked the man in the gut, the man stumbling backward. Cal moved in, and with two more vicious hits, the man fell to his knees and then slumped to the ground, unconscious.
The fight was over.
Cal pulled out some zip ties and secured the man. “Okay?” Cal crouched beside Dani and
Gemma looked unconcerned, and took her time tucking her shirt back into her trousers. She shot Dani a smile. “I like younger men. They’re so…energetic and enthusiastic.” Her smile widened. “They trip over themselves to do everything I ask.”
Dani made what she hoped was an appropriate noise.
“Of course, I wouldn’t mind a crack at something as sexy and dangerous as Cal. A man like that gives a woman ideas.”
An ugly feeling slashed through Dani’s gut, her hands clamping around her camera.
Gemma redid the tie in her hair. “Those older, more experienced tough guys bring something very different to the table.” Now Gemma winked. “Or should I say bed… Or even a ruined temple.”
Dani couldn’t help but snort out a laugh.
“But I get when guys aren’t that interested in me.” Gemma walked toward Dani. “And Callum Ward is not taken by my charms.” She stopped, shoulder-to-shoulder with Dani. “You need to grab that hard body, girl, explore every inch of it, then ride him into exhaustion.”
Dani’s breath hitched. “I’m not really into meaningless sex.”
Gemma’s eyebrows rose. “You need a ring?”
“No. But some sort of commitment…”
Gemma shook her head. “Dani, there is nothing wrong with a strong, sexual woman taking what makes her feel good. If you want my advice—”
“Not really, but I get the feeling you’re going to give it to me anyway.”
Gemma grinned. “Yep. Enjoy the right now. Especially if it looks like Callum Ward.”
The archeologist walked away and Dani let out a long breath. She tilted her camera and flipped through some shots until she spotted one of Cal. He was standing tall, sexy stubble on his face, sweat dampening his shirt, and the machete in hand. All that fierce concentration…
With a shake of her head, Dani gingerly stepped over broken stones that had fallen from the tower. She needed to get a few more shots of the ruin and the team before they moved on.
She’d only taken a few steps, when someone slammed a hand over her mouth. Panic and adrenaline pumped through her. She jabbed an elbow back and heard a man grunt.
She exploded into action. She elbowed him again, and twisted. Kicking him was too awkward, so she focused on breaking his hold. She shoved her arms down hard.
He cursed in what sounded like Russian, and she got a flash of dark hair and dark eyes. And a scarf pulled over his face.
He made another sound—an annoyed one—then clamped his arms harder around her, trapping her arms against her sides. He started dragging her back toward the trees.
Dani kept fighting. She slammed her head back into his face.
With a yowl, he let her go. She was already turning to punch him, when Cal stormed past her.
Cal’s blow hit the man in the side of the head. He struck back, but Cal was ready, blocking him and delivering another vicious hit to the back of the man’s neck. Her attacker grunted, then spun and charged at Cal.
The man’s arms wrapped around Cal’s middle and both men went flying. They knocked into Dani, and she fell forward on her hands and knees, rotting leaves sticking to her fingers.
She scrambled away, her camera bumping against her chest. She spun and saw Cal and her attacker wrestling on the ground.
Neither of them made much noise, and it was clear both of them knew how to fight. Cal landed a brutal chop against the man’s arm. The man retaliated, striking out with a fist, but Cal moved, quick as a snake, and dodged. Dani tried to see the attacker’s face, but the scarf hid most of it. He was a little shorter than Cal, but stocky and muscular.
Cal kicked the man in the gut, the man stumbling backward. Cal moved in, and with two more vicious hits, the man fell to his knees and then slumped to the ground, unconscious.
The fight was over.
Cal pulled out some zip ties and secured the man. “Okay?” Cal crouched beside Dani and
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