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fingers impulsively tightening around his. “This is the place you told me about, isn’t it? Where you used to come as a boy? Oh, Dane. It’s beautiful!”
    His gaze circled the small clearing with satisfaction. “It is, isn’t it? I used to believe there really was an ogre in the woods and it was great adventure to thwart his attempts to catch me and make it here to safety.”
    “I’m glad he never caught you.”
    “So am I.” Dane brought his gaze to her face, the look in his eyes saying more—so much more—than the words. Somewhere inside her she had known their relationship had reached a turning point. From the moment of their first meeting, Dane had tended to be reserved, sharing only bits and pieces of his past and his plans for the future. But slowly he had come to trust her and now, with an intuition beyond her experience, she recognized what he was sharing with her. It wasn’t the place or even the fact that he’d brought her here.
    It was commitment and the willingness to overcome his natural self-sufficiency and admit that he needed her. A pledge of love and trust that she would want to do the same. She had heard the words in her heart before they ever left his lips.
    “Amanda, I’m in love with you.”
    Emotion had constricted her throat as she lifted her hand in acceptance. She didn’t know who moved first, whether Dane stepped forward to take her hand or whether she simply followed her heart into his arms. But suddenly she was there, where she’d always wanted to be. His mouth closed over hers, tender and mobile, and she shut her eyes to lock in the exquisite wonder of the moment.
    It wasn’t the first time he’d made love to her but, as he lowered her unresisting body to the bed of grass, Amanda knew she would always remember this as the first. Her senses were heightened by the natural beauty surrounding them. The sights and fragrances would always color her memory of this place and Dane and the feel of his hands moving over her.
    Her fingers memorized the planes of his face and stroked the golden weight of his hair while he freed her breasts from the bondage of blouse and bra to glory in his caress. Amanda arched her back, feeling her nipples harden and strain toward his slowly descending mouth. The tip of his tongue circled, tantalized, and tested her desire before he enclosed the taut arousal with his lips. A glorious sense of anticipation rippled through her and she surrendered to the spiraling tension that promised such sweet fulfillment.
    For a long while she lay passively beneath the light, erotic movements of his mouth, willing her pulse to slow its wild rush, and let Dane set the pace. She wanted to experience every touch, every sensation, to the fullest and then to give it all totally, lovingly, back to him.
    Dane.
    Her heart murmured his name until it seemed to meld with each life-giving beat. Like the panorama of changing seasons, she visualized Dane loving her under the simmering blue sky of summer, on a pallet of autumn leaves, beside a red-gold fire on a snowy night and, again, as now, beneath a canopy of spring.
    But as his hand made a smooth glide over the hollows and curves at her side, the fantasy faded into the breath-stealing reality of his touch. Her senses focused on the stimulating strokes of his fingertips as he pushed aside her jeans and the lacy underwear beneath to pave an unencumbered path for his lips to follow.
    The path he chose began at the corner of her mouth, feathered along her cheek, and nibbled at the fleshy lobe of her ear. His tongue explored the smoothness of her neck and the indentations of her shoulders. Then he paused to admire what his lips had conquered.
    Amanda quivered beneath that possessive gaze, but she remained still, savoring the look in his eyes and the quiet knowledge that he found her beautiful. When his hands brushed across her breasts and moved deliciously lower, she longed to hurry the lingering seduction. She wanted to taste his lips,