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meant sharing the spot with a man who was too gorgeous to truly exist on this planet. Heck, in this universe. Maybe he realy was a god. “Are you an actor or model or something?”
    It would be just her luck that she’d get stuck naked with a male model, when she had more than a passing acquaintance with celulite. Wel if that’s what he turned out to be, Lynn felt obligated to downgrade his ‘god’ status.
    He laughed. The rich infectious sound roled over her, and then burrowed deep. “Is that your way of teling me that you find my appearance pleasing?” he asked, practicaly preening under her regard.
    She winced when she realized that she’d unwittingly fed his already healthy ego. Despite his false modesty, Lynn had no doubt he was used to being ogled or at least stared at al the time. She, on the other hand, wasn’t. “Do you mind turning around?” She twirled her finger in a circle for emphasis.
    His gaze sharpened. “Why?” he asked.
    “Because I’m not exactly dressed for company,” she said in exasperation.
    Something feral flashed in his unusual colored eyes. The blue appeared to be ringed with red, which was odd...and quite possibly a trick of the light. Lynn scrubbed the water out of her face and looked again. The color didn’t change, if anything it seemed brighter.
    “I don’t mind.” He took a step closer and al thoughts about eye color fled from her brain.
    Lynn frowned. “You may not, but I do,” she said, crossing her arms over her large breasts.
    The man shrugged casualy, then said, “From what I saw, you have nothing to be ashamed of.” He al but purred his response.
    Lynn’s body flushed with warmth and she blinked. Was he flirting with her? Men that looked like him never flirted with her.
    Her first thought was to dismiss him outright, but what if he was realy flirting with her? Would that be so bad?
    She’d never been the type of woman who went for casual connections. Up until this moment, that hadn’t been much of a concern, since men weren’t exactly beating down her door. Sure, she’d taken care of her ‘needs’ when they’d cropped up, but she didn’t jump into anything lightly. It just wasn’t in her nature. She preferred to analyze, deduct, then once al the data was in—act.
    Look where that’s gotten you? The pesky voice in her head whispered.
    Maybe it was time to shake things up. Lynn stared at the man.
    He’d moved closer while she’d been contemplating what to do.
    Could she act without thoroughly examining the situation? More importantly should she?
    “Don’t come any closer.” She held out her hand. The man stopped instantly.
    “I wil not harm you, I swear it.” Gone was al the flirty humor that had been there before. He seemed genuinely hurt that the thought of harm had even crossed her mind.
    Something inside Lynn melted. Maybe he wasn’t quite as secure and egotistical as she’d first imagined.
    “You never answered my question,” she said.

    He visibly relaxed, causing the muscles in his abdomen to ripple enticingly. “What question was that?”
    “What are you doing here?” she asked.
    He tilted his head. “I wanted to spend time at my favorite spot in the canyon.” He spread his arms wide, giving her an eyeful of his extraordinary biceps. “This is it.”
    Lynn swalowed hard. She watched a lone drop of water snake between his pecks and slowly make a B-line down the slight indent that bisected his perfect stomach. It disappeared into his nearly invisible navel. Lynn had the sudden urge to dip her tongue inside and taste that drop. Would it be salty like his skin or would it taste like the man?
    “Okay.” Not the brightest response, but it was al she could manage as lust soaked her brain.
    The man took a step closer and held out his hand. “My name is Talon,” he said.
    She’d have to rise a little to take it. Did she dare? She hesitated.
    A musky aroma washed over her. Lynn wrinkled her nose as the wild scent teased her nostrils,