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everything in here is basically your work?” After his nod she continued, “The wooden tub in my cabin, you did that as well?”
    “Yes.” He cocked an eyebrow, an expression that was so utterly sexy on him it sent heat right to her core. “Do you like it?”
    Knowing that his hands had created the tub in which she had lain naked, even touched herself this morning, was playing havoc with her mind – and body. “Love it,” she purred before she could stop herself.
    The hand that had taken care of her scratch moved into her hair, cradling her head, and pulled her closer. Her breath caught at the intense heat in his silver eyes, inflaming her, and her heart thundered in her chest. Her gaze dropped to his sensual lips and she licked her own.
    With a groan he covered her mouth. A brush of his tongue and she let him in, eager to taste him. The kiss started out as a mutual exploration but gained on heat and intensity with each discovery, soon turning into something wetter and…primal. She nipped his lip, almost breaking it, and he retaliated by sucking at her tongue in a way that made her believe his mouth was somewhere else on her body. One of his hands tangled in her hair, angling her for deeper access, while the other moved up over her thigh, her hip and under her shirt. His hand was hot on her skin, caressing her rips before cupping her breast and pinching her already pebbled nipple through the lace of her bra - hard. She moaned into his mouth, reveling in the mingling of pleasure and pain that was new to her. He captured the sound, then broke away to trail kisses along her jaw and under her earlobe. Hot shivers ran along her skin and she wanted nothing more than to slid onto the floor and be taken by him. Rough. That unfamiliar thought jolted her from the fevered haze she was in. She had never enjoyed rough sex.
    “ Stop,” she breathed. Pulling away, she shook her head as he touched his forehead to hers. “Nathan, stop. I can’t do this.” She stood abruptly, on weak legs, needing some distance between them. “It’s too fast.” Running a trembling hand through her hair, she wondered, “Jesus Christ, what am I doing? I hardly know you.”
    Nathan got up. His eyes, though burning with desire, were calm and serious on hers and therefore even more captivating. “Sometimes in life you meet people and your heart recognizes them. You just know them. There’s a connection that goes deeper, and it shouldn’t be suppressed because of some socially imposed delusion that time has anything to do with it.”
    The rightness of his words floored her. Yes, there was something between them that logic couldn’t explain. And it scared the shit out of her. “Delusion? Try safety. Or would you prefer that I tumble right into bed with every guy that rubs me the right way?”
    Silver eyes blazed. “No. Just with me.”
    H er whole body flushed with new heat, pooling between her legs, and she almost moaned with need. But she ran for the door instead.
    His deep chuckle followed her and seemed to reverberate through her, igniting all her good-for-nothing places even more. “When you’ve tortured yourself enough, you know where to find me.”
    She s lammed the door shut behind her, not sure the whisper carried by the wind was imagined or not. “Though there’s nothing like the chase.”
     

EIGHT
    She was back in the forest, moonlight filtering through and casting her world in shades of silver and gray. This time there was no fear, only excitement, joy and thrill. She ran, her bare feet sure on the cool ground, the night and wind caressing her skin.
    She was being chased - and loved it.
    A bubble of laughter escaped her lips.
    When she reached the line of trees that bordered the clearing of the lake, she was out of breath and sweaty. The silver moonlight sparkled of the surface of the lake and she longed for its freshness. Without anoth er thought she pulled of her nightshirt and slowly walked into it, enjoying the cool water