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over a kiss, so was he.
    In a wholly instinctive move, she reached down between them and rubbed the backs of her fingers along the hard length of him.
    He groaned like a man coming out of hell, or reaching for heaven.
    So she did it again, this time lingering on the tip, rubbing her finger over the broad, blunt end of him.
    His tongue made an abrupt and no-holds-barred assault on her mouth as his body moved against hers with unmistakable intent. She was trying to figure out a way to get her legs around him so she could get closer when his mouth tore from hers. In the next instant, he stepped back, letting her feet land abruptly on the ground.
    He was breathing hard, his eyes a brilliant green and his skin flushed with excitement. Her own lungs felt like there was a metal band constricting them and heat radiated throughout her body with furnace-like intensity.
    He leaned forward, his hands braced against his thighs like a man who’d been running hard and fast. “That damn near got out of hand.”
    “If that was only a near miss, what does really out of hand feel like?”
    He did that groan thing again and she sort of slid down the truck until she was barely standing.
    He said, “Come inside and find out.”

Chapter Four
    “I can’t.”
    “You’re not ready?” He sounded incredulous, and after that kiss, he should be.
    So she corrected him. “I can’t walk.”
    He didn’t laugh, even though it should have been funny. She should be joking, but she wasn’t.
    He silently stepped forward, then picked her up and swung her over one shoulder just like he’d said he wanted to do the night before. He’d gotten halfway to the house before she realized they had an audience and it wasn’t a silent one.
    Cowboys stood around laughing like hyenas on speed.
    One of them called out, “Hey, boss, you bringing home a woman or a sack of potatoes?”
    “Do you feel like a sack of potatoes?” Jake demanded, actually sounding worried about the possibility.
    She put her hands on his backside so she could lift her torso and look the cowboys over right side up. “No. I feel like a martini…but I’m both shaken and stirred.”
    Very, very stirred. The presence of an audience did not lower the level of pheromones swirling in the air around them one bit, or the sensations pouring through her most sensitive places because of them.
    He laughed at that, his chuckle low and sexy, and she found herself grinning. She liked his laugh.
    The cowboy who’d spoken tipped his hat at her. “Ma’am.”
    Another said, “Shorty, you maybe just might have to give up your name to half-pint there.”
    Though she heard the humor in the cowboy’s voice, that got rid of her grin real fast. “The next one who calls me short is going to learn all about what my brother taught me after assassin training in the Special Forces.”
    Joshua hadn’t trained to be an assassin but these grinning loons didn’t need to know that. And she might be little, but she carried a mighty punch.
    Joshua had taught her that.
    Another cowboy laughed out loud. “She’s all right, boss.”
    “I like a woman with spirit,” another one said.
    “Get your own,” Jake growled before sweeping into the house and kicking the big door shut behind them.
    “ Señor Jake, what is this you are doing?”
    The woman’s voice reached Bella and she wanted to shout out her frustration. Wasn’t there privacy, even in the house? Then she remembered the sister and gritted her teeth. The last thing she wanted to do was meet her favorite author when all she could think about was getting the woman’s brother into the nearest bed.
    Jake said something in Spanish and the woman clucked her tongue, then responded in the same language.
    Bella made out the word for sister and bad , but the rest of it was incomprehensible. She’d only had one semester of Spanish in high school. She got a glimpse of a living room decorated with simplicity for comfort, lots of hardwood floors and then some