his mind, he figured the bitter cold would do the job. Now that he’d tasted her, he knew he wouldn’t be content with only a . . . taste. He’d never found someone who stayed on his mind night and day. If he had to choose between work and Dani—shit—he’d go back to bed.
The snowdrifts were less than five feet tall along the single lane road that led to his cabin. He threw the lever for the bucket and dumped snow to the side and repeated the process over and over again. Clearing a path seemed the best thing to do, Dani needed to go home, and he wanted to move on with his life.
He shivered in the frosty air, wishing he was inside with a hot cup of coffee sitting in front of the fire with Dani. Damn . His dick stood at attention. Even in frigid temperatures the girl boiled his blood. That thought deserved a smile. Dani-Dani. What was he going to do with her?
There were moments when he thought she was made for him. He found himself in a serious dilemma that required lots of thinking. For the second time in his life, he wasn’t sure what his next step should be.
The first had been when he received news of his uncle’s death. With PTSD as part of his everyday life, he had to learn to cope with depression and flashbacks. It took months before he’d found the courage to head for Denny’s home. His home if he wanted it to be.
The hum of the tractor’s engine snapped him back to the present. How long he’d sat there with the machine idling, he had no idea. He killed the engine and took a deep breath. Crisp air filled his lungs. He loved the tall pine trees and open sky.
Denny never wanted to leave this place, and now Hunter could see why. He loved it, too.
Guess he knew what his next step would be.
He stared at the sky. “Thank you, Uncle Denny. I promise I’ll take care of the place.”
Hunter cranked up the engine and headed back to the cabin.
***
After eight days alone with Hunter, Dani had to face her feelings. She was losing her heart. She tried blaming it on the isolation, but this thing between them flared hot and exhausting. What they shared was more than mere physical attraction. New York was full of men. She’d dated enough assholes to know when she’d found a keeper. When Hunter took her in his arms, she lost herself completely.
She jerked a paper towel from the holder on the wall, wet it, and then wiped crumbs off the countertop. Lost in thought, she didn’t notice Hunter until she felt his hot breath on the back of her neck. She shivered, excited he came to her. He picked up a strand of her hair and rolled it between his fingers. When his hands descended to her hips she leaned back into his chest. His arms slid around her middle and gathered her in his embrace. This is where she belonged, in his arms and in this cabin.
He nuzzled the sensitive skin behind her ear as one hand slid up her ribcage. Needing his lips on hers, she lifted her face and turned in his arms. At first he kissed her tenderly, but passion flared between them like lightning. She moaned at all the pleasurable sensations flooding her body. Hunter sucked a breath in between his teeth, his eyes sharply focused on her face.
“You like when I kiss you, Dani?” his voice barely above a horse whisper.
“I-I love it.”
She let out a gasp as strong arms lifted her onto the counter. His mouth covered hers again, demanding all her attention. His lips hot and arousing, he kissed her with desperation, robbing her of breath. Then, kisses weren’t enough.
He slipped his hands under her shirt and pulled it over her head. He quickly flicked the catch on her bra and pulled the straps over her shoulders. Her nipples puckered at the cool air, yet his hot gaze boiled her blood. Each touch of his fingertips was like a lick of fire across her breasts.
“I want you,” he growled in her ear.
A flush of heat rushed from her temples to her toes. God, she wanted this man beyond words.
His mouth slid from her neck to capture a breast, his
The snowdrifts were less than five feet tall along the single lane road that led to his cabin. He threw the lever for the bucket and dumped snow to the side and repeated the process over and over again. Clearing a path seemed the best thing to do, Dani needed to go home, and he wanted to move on with his life.
He shivered in the frosty air, wishing he was inside with a hot cup of coffee sitting in front of the fire with Dani. Damn . His dick stood at attention. Even in frigid temperatures the girl boiled his blood. That thought deserved a smile. Dani-Dani. What was he going to do with her?
There were moments when he thought she was made for him. He found himself in a serious dilemma that required lots of thinking. For the second time in his life, he wasn’t sure what his next step should be.
The first had been when he received news of his uncle’s death. With PTSD as part of his everyday life, he had to learn to cope with depression and flashbacks. It took months before he’d found the courage to head for Denny’s home. His home if he wanted it to be.
The hum of the tractor’s engine snapped him back to the present. How long he’d sat there with the machine idling, he had no idea. He killed the engine and took a deep breath. Crisp air filled his lungs. He loved the tall pine trees and open sky.
Denny never wanted to leave this place, and now Hunter could see why. He loved it, too.
Guess he knew what his next step would be.
He stared at the sky. “Thank you, Uncle Denny. I promise I’ll take care of the place.”
Hunter cranked up the engine and headed back to the cabin.
***
After eight days alone with Hunter, Dani had to face her feelings. She was losing her heart. She tried blaming it on the isolation, but this thing between them flared hot and exhausting. What they shared was more than mere physical attraction. New York was full of men. She’d dated enough assholes to know when she’d found a keeper. When Hunter took her in his arms, she lost herself completely.
She jerked a paper towel from the holder on the wall, wet it, and then wiped crumbs off the countertop. Lost in thought, she didn’t notice Hunter until she felt his hot breath on the back of her neck. She shivered, excited he came to her. He picked up a strand of her hair and rolled it between his fingers. When his hands descended to her hips she leaned back into his chest. His arms slid around her middle and gathered her in his embrace. This is where she belonged, in his arms and in this cabin.
He nuzzled the sensitive skin behind her ear as one hand slid up her ribcage. Needing his lips on hers, she lifted her face and turned in his arms. At first he kissed her tenderly, but passion flared between them like lightning. She moaned at all the pleasurable sensations flooding her body. Hunter sucked a breath in between his teeth, his eyes sharply focused on her face.
“You like when I kiss you, Dani?” his voice barely above a horse whisper.
“I-I love it.”
She let out a gasp as strong arms lifted her onto the counter. His mouth covered hers again, demanding all her attention. His lips hot and arousing, he kissed her with desperation, robbing her of breath. Then, kisses weren’t enough.
He slipped his hands under her shirt and pulled it over her head. He quickly flicked the catch on her bra and pulled the straps over her shoulders. Her nipples puckered at the cool air, yet his hot gaze boiled her blood. Each touch of his fingertips was like a lick of fire across her breasts.
“I want you,” he growled in her ear.
A flush of heat rushed from her temples to her toes. God, she wanted this man beyond words.
His mouth slid from her neck to capture a breast, his
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