What the hell was happening? “You need to get dry and warm.”
“You have any suggestions how I do that?”
Lots of them. They all involved her being naked and strapped to him. He could see the entire scene unfold in his head. Their positions changed, but the results stayed the same. He was making love to her, slipping deep inside her, as the storm raged around them outside.
Cal closed his eyes, trying to block out the sexual fantasy spinning through his mind. Instead, the mental pictures seared right onto his brain, gnawing at him to abandon his control and take her.
Imagining her sexy body, all pink and ready, made him groan. To keep Cassie from seeing his growing erection, he turned back to the opening. With his arms stretched above his head and his fingers digging into the cold rock, he watched the driving rain wash away layers of dirt around the canyon.
The evidence of how much he wanted her pressed against his zipper. His skin itched as if begging to get his clothes off.
He was in hell.
He tried to think of something witty to say but his tongue jammed his throat closed. When words failed, he tried reciting the alphabet to gain his composure. He never got past the second letter, whatever the hell it was. He couldn’t remember.
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