squealed its frustration at losing its prize to a larger
predator and fought back for a moment. It must have realized it was
outmatched. After a few lunges where it met air or a large clawed
paw, it turned and ran.
Pearl stared down at the remaining cat
and smiled. “I knew you’d get here in time to save me from that
porker.”
The air shimmered around the big cat as
it shifted, finally changing into the man who stood grinning at
her, naked.
Returning his grin, Pearl rested her
hands on her thighs and tilted her head to the side. “Why is it
that I’m always seeing you naked?” She slapped her hand over her
mouth too late to keep from revealing herself.
Duncan just shook his head and
chuckled. “What makes you think we weren’t getting naked just to
impress you?
Heat rushed to her face and
Pearl pressed the palms of her hands to her cheeks. Had they really came here just to
sun themselves in the nude, just for her?
Duncan laughed again as he turned to
look through the woods where they had last seen Jarrod chase after
the boar. “I don’t believe you thought we always got naked like
that.” He shrugged. “We like each other, but not that much.”
Turning back, he winked at her. “If you know what I
mean.”
Oh, she knew what he meant all right
and she never once thought that of them. Not that it would have
mattered. She wasn’t sure the thought of the two of them being into
each other would arouse her, but it didn’t quite turn her off
either.
“ You were fast.”
He looked back up at her. “We were on
our way out the door when we heard you scream.” Smiling, he held
his hands up. “Need help down now?”
Pearl climbed down a few branches until
she felt his hands circle her waist and lift her down. Her heart
slammed in her chest when he set her down and turned her around to
inspect her for injuries.
Though, he seemed only to touch her to
see if she was all right, Pearl’s nipples hardened with
anticipation. She felt her face heat once again. If he noticed she
would just die. She looked everywhere but him as he ran his hands
lightly over her skin.
“ You’re all right then? He
didn’t bite or gore you?”
“ No.” Pearl shook her head.
She held her fists pressed against her sides. As he continued his
inspection, she made one of her own. “I managed to get to the tree
before he caught me. I’m just glad I heard him coming to the
river.”
“ Me too.”
As Duncan knelt down to inspect her
legs and ankles, Pearl studied his broad, sun-kissed shoulders.
He’d always been muscular, but she thought perhaps he’d thickened
up a bit since she left.
“ So, what were you two doing
up here besides losing your fishing gear?” Pearl wanted to keep
their conversation light. She didn’t know what she would do if he
stood and realized she’d practically been drooling over him. Die
from mortification came to mind.
“ We were just contemplating
leaving Paradise to go in search of our mate.”
Pearl didn’t expect the shaft of pain
that shot straight to her heart at the thought of her men with
another woman.
“ Your mate?” Pearl squeezed
her eyes shut. God, did that pathetic sounding voice really come
from her?
Taking a deep breath, she swallowed.
She didn’t need a man, or men. If she could, she’d get these two to
screw her brains out, hopefully get her pregnant, then leave for
Scotland. She wanted a baby, but she didn’t necessarily need a man,
or two, in her life permanently. She pushed the melancholy thoughts
away and stepped back. She needed to keep her distance before she
fell in love with them all over again.
Too late. The warning came from a little voice in her head
that sounded suspiciously like herself.
She looked at Duncan and bit her lip.
God help her if she’d really fallen in love with these two again.
She shook her head slowly as she continued to stare. It didn’t
matter now. In a few weeks, she would be on her way to Scotland in
search of a new life and a new