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“But once they’re gone, we’ll need to go shopping for supplies.” I gazed at him. “We might be talking calmly and clinically about this, but inside, your heart is pounding, isn’t it?”

He swallowed. “Yes.”

“And your dick is like a rock in your jeans.” I didn’t glance at his crotch—I didn’t need to.

Another swallow, and his pupils dilated a little. “Yes.”

“And right now, all you can think about is us naked.”

“Oh God.” A flush rose up his neck, staining his ears red.

“I’ll take that as a yes. So the question is… how long do I wait before I walk up the path to your front door? And if I’m up there and not around the ranch, is that going to attract attention?” Before he could answer, I straightened in the saddle. “Tonight. I’ll come tonight.”

He gaped at me. “You kiss me, wind me up like some goddamn kid’s toy, then tell me I have towait? What are you, some kind of sadist?”

I grinned. “Nowyou’re getting it. But I’ll make you a promise.”

He waited, his breathing erratic.

“I’ll make it good for you.” I gazed ahead at the trail leading to Salvation. “This’ll be a new experience,” I said with a rueful smile.

“What will?”

“Riding with a hard-on.” And with that, I took off at a gallop.

“Where are you going?” he yelled.

I pulled on Lightning’s reins, and he came to a dead stop. I twisted in the saddle to look back at Robert. “I think we should arrive separately, don’t you? Don’t want to arousetoomuch suspicion, do we?” Without waiting for a response, I charged off again, feeling lighter than air.

Robert’s wasn’t the only heart pounding right then.

Chapter Sixteen

Robert

It took me a moment to realize the sounds filtering through my head were those of Matt clearing away the dishes.

“You done, boss?”

I glanced at the half-eaten supper. “Yeah, thanks.” I’d been too nervous to do Matt’s casserole justice.

He peered at me. “You okay?”

Does it show?“Do I look like I’m not?”

Matt smirked. “You keep looking at the clock. You expecting a visitor?” Before I could reply, he held up his hand. “You know what? It’s not my business.”

“And what are you up to this evening?” Not that I was trying to get rid of him, but…

Who was I kidding? I was trying to get rid of him.

“I’m going down to play poker with the guys. Anything you need before I go?”

I feigned a nonchalance I definitely didnotfeel. “Can’t think of anything.”

“Then I’ll see you in the morning.” He paused. “You sure there’s nothing you want?”

“Didn’t I just answer that?”

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