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Rafe stared at her. “Anything for you, Maggie. Anything.”

She blinked her eyes quickly then wrapped her arms around his waist, and whispered, “Thank you.”

Rafe moved from her to make a fire in the hearth while she took a seat on the sofa. As he added the logs to the kindling, he glanced out the window to see it still snowing. He hoped he was right about Junior not being out in this, but he trusted that man about as far as he could throw him, and knew he’d do anything to get to Maggie.

Chapter Twelve

Later, they decided to head for bed. Both were tired and still tense from the day. Maggie took Rafe’s hand and led him toward the bedroom. She wanted him and knew he could make her forget all about Frederick.

Once inside the bedroom, she pushed the door closed and unbuttoned his flannel shirt, letting it slide off his broad shoulders, then she ran her hands over his chest, leaned forward and kissed him.

Maggie couldn’t help but moan as Rafe’s lips trailed hot kisses down her neck, sending shivers down her spine. His strong hands began to unbutton her blouse, and she shivered with anticipation. He undressed her like he was unwrapping a precious gift, revealing her lace bra and matching panties underneath. Maggie didn’t want to wait any longer; she needed him now. She reached for his belt buckle, fumbling slightly due to the desire coursing through her veins. Finally, she managed to undo it and yanked his jeans down along with his boxer briefs, revealing his hardened length.

Rafe’s groan filled the air as Maggie’s fingertips grazed his cock. He swept her off her feet and laid her down on the bed, kissing every inch of her soft skin on his way down. Maggie arched her back, inviting him closer as he teased her hardened nipples with his tongue.

His fingers moved against her clitoris, making her gasp in pleasure.

“Oh God, Rafe,” she moaned as he continued to stroke her. Her hips bucked against him in rhythm with his touch.

Rafe sat up, rolled on a condom, positioned himself between her legs and pushed inside her in one long stroke. They both groaned at the feeling. As they continued kissing, their passionate encounter escalated. They were lost in each other’sarms, unable to resist each other any longer. They gave in to their desires, exploring and discovering every inch of each other’s bodies. Their lovemaking was intense and passionate, with moans and groans filling the air around them. They reached a crescendo as they lost themselves to the pure rush of passion. Time stretched and stitched itself around their heaving bodies, dissolving into the feverish pulse of the moment. The world outside their entangled limbs faded away. Together they arched and writhed, digging deeper into each other, until they were thrust into the most mind-blowing orgasms they had ever known. Pleasure intensified and then shattered, leaving them breathless and entwined in the perfect wreckage of one another.

“Damn, Maggie, it’s always so good with you,” he murmured against her lips, then pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss.

“It’s never been better, Rafe.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” He rolled onto his back and pulled her against him.

She placed her head on his chest and smiled when she felt him kiss her hair. He was such a good man, and she wanted him in her life, but she didn’t dare mention a future with him. Not yet. Not until they knew what Frederick was up to, and it terrified her to find out.

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Monday after he’d shown up at the shop, Rafe drove Maggie to work, then at the end of the day, drove back into town to follow her to his place so she’d have her vehicle. She had packed several suitcases.

She knew Rafe didn’t like her driving home alone, but the good thing was that Vanna followed her until Maggie turned off at Fred’s ranch.

Two weeks passed and no one had heard from Frederick, not even Fred, but they were all sure he was still around. There was no way he would just disappear. He was lying low.

As she drove to the barn, she couldn’t get over the weather. It was late October but a beautiful day. She and Rafe were going to go for a horseback ride. He had worked this morning, and she told him she’d meet him at the barn.

After parking, she stepped from her SUV, then entered the barn.

“Rafe?” she called out but didn’t see him and he didn’t answer.

With a shrug, she walked to his office, peered in, but he wasn’t there either. She glanced around the barn. Then she walked to the stall where Rocket was and saw the horse in the stall.

“Where are you?” she murmured, then pulled her phone from her pocket and called him.

“Hey, I’m on my way back to the barn. I’ll be a few minutes.”

“Why is Rocket here?”

“I used Fred’s horse. He wanted him to get some exercise. I won’t be long, sweetheart.”

“Okay. I’ll be in the barn.” She hung up, then walked to a haybale and sat on it.

As she sat there, she looked toward the doors to see Frederick striding into the barn. She gasped, then got up and ran before he saw her.

“Maggie!” he shouted. “I know you’re in here. I saw you.”

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