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seat.
    “Sorry.” For once, his voice was gentle, caring. Sam leaned forward and blew his warm breath over her knees.
    A new ache filled her, one of overwhelming sexual hunger. She’d wanted him since the first time she saw him. She remembered that moment in vivid detail. Pete had taken her with him to his family’s regular Sunday get-together. A storm had knocked a thick elm over in his middle brother’s backyard, damaging a fence. Sam was there, shirtless, sweaty, tanned, and so sexy she’d stood dumbfounded for several moments while he swung an ax, cutting up the fallen tree alongside his brother, Gil. The muscles in his strong back had flexed with each movement. His biceps bunched and knotted. His hands were big, lean, his strength undeniable.
    “Ariel? You didn’t faint on me, did you?”
    Taking a breath, she opened her eyes and locked gazes with him. He had one hand on her thigh, holding the ice pack there, the other gently touching her chin. The breath sighed out of her. “I want you so much.”
    He lurched back as if she’d kicked him, jerking to his feet in a rush. “You look besotted, damn it. Knock it off.”
    She couldn’t reply, could only stare at him with all the love and hunger she felt plain in her eyes. Please , she silently pleaded, and got a wary frown from him in return.
    “Here’s a new rule. You have to be quiet while I finish this up. Understand?”
    She stared.
    “Answer me, damn it.”
    “Yes, all right.”
    He moved back to her cautiously. “Give me your elbow.”
    This time she bit her lip when he swabbed the remaining cuts and scrapes. She didn’t want to be a wimp in front of him. She didn’t want him to feel sorry for her.
    He finished off by applying ointment and some bandages. Then he backed up. “All done. Now.”
    “Now what?”
    “About this…wanting me business.”
    There was nothing she could do but wait and see what he had to say.
    Sam floundered, but finally bit out, “Wanna tell me why?”
    “Why what?”
    “Why do you want me? ”
    Amazingly enough, when she came to her feet Sam backed up. Silly man. “Why wouldn’t any woman want you?”
    “Ariel…”
    She took two steps toward him. He took one more back, then planted his feet and refused to budge.
    “You’re smart and dedicated and heroic and…” She shrugged, inching closer, more determined than she’d ever been about anything in her life. “You really are so damned sexy.”
    She’d gotten close enough to touch him. Lifting one hand, she reached for his shoulder.
    He snagged her wrist, his warm, strong fingers wrapping around the delicate bones. “Don’t curse. You’re too young for that.”
    Enough was enough. She’d warned him, but he persisted in throwing her age in her face. With a smile of warning, she grabbed his neck with her free hand and went on tiptoe to reach his mouth.
    “ Ariel —” He tried to lean back, to turn his face away. But she’d backed him to the counter and there wasn’t much room for him to maneuver. She knew he didn’t want to hurt her and that gave her an advantage in their wrestling match.
    Her mouth landed on his throat first and she licked the salty taste of his skin, groaned, and bit his chin.
    “Goddammit…” He sounded very uncertain, pained, and he grabbed her other wrist. “You little—”
    Her mouth smashed up against his. They both froze, but only for a second. Slowly, deliciously, with a purr of excitement, Ariel licked his lips. Her heart threatened to break through her ribs, it drummed so madly.
    He brought her arms behind her back, but that only pressed her breasts to his chest, and since her dress hung open, she could feel his heartbeat, as wild as hers. She caught his bottom lip in her teeth and nibbled, all the while breathing hard with excitement, expectation.
    And then he exploded. From one second to the next he’d been held immobile by her brazenness. But it wasn’t in Sam’s nature to be docile, to let anyone else take the