Chester’s old one was being restored and eventually would be donated to a local history museum. She was determined to find his secret claim and Chet had humored her all the way. Jenna smiled and excitement bubbled inside her at the news she had to tell him. The gurgle of water over the dam of rocks mixed delightfully with the birds singing in the trees. Jenna was at peace. She sighed and shivered with a slight chill from the cool mountain water. Goose bumps rose along her flesh and her nipples hardened, aching with the cold. She cupped her breasts in her palms, the hard nubs pressing against her flesh. This time the shiver that rippled through her wasn’t from being chilled. “Chet, when are you going to get here?” she whispered to the silence of the surrounding trees. “What’s the matter, darlin’? Miss me?” Jenna spun around, sending a splash of water in a sparkling arc. The wonderful, sexy drawl of Chet’s voice slipped around her like hot honey and she warmed under his gaze. He stood on the little rocky beach where they had made love on the bank of chilly snow last winter. She couldn’t help the smile that broke wide on her face when their eyes met. “Chet.” His name fell from her lips in a breathy sigh. He had one booted foot propped on a large rock, his elbow rested on his knee. The faded, worn jeans tightened over his muscular thighs and Jenna’s breath snagged in her chest. She let her gaze roam over the typical plaid cowboy shirt which also strained across his powerful chest and shoulders. He poked his cowboy hat back with a finger and winked at her. She knew what lay beneath those clothes and she hungered for him. He was a feast for her eyes and she needed feeding. “Now then, this sure is a sight to behold. It’s a damn good thing I decided to come myself and not send Blake to check on you.” “I’d say I have to agree with that, cowboy.” “Last time I checked we didn’t have mermaids in these parts. Just goes to show you can learn somethin’ new every day.” He straightened and started to unbutton his shirt. “Want some company?” “I thought you’d never ask.” She glanced around, the smile still stuck to her lips. “What if we’re not alone?” “Only you, me and the nosy critters takin’ a gander from the trees.” Jenna took a step toward to the shallower water, dying to get her hands on him. Her breasts rose free from the surface, bare to his gaze. He looked down and she saw arousal in the familiar tension creeping in around his eyes. How well she knew this man now. “Stop.” Chet held his hand up and she halted. “You look far too fetching standin’ there with your hair about your shoulders and tits playing peek-a-boo.” His words sent a thrill of desire rushing through her blood and her knees wobbled in the water. “I thought you were joining me?” Jenna caught his gaze. The intensity of her desire liquefied with sexual heat deep in her belly and still he didn’t move. “If you don’t get in here now, I’ll have to come and drag you in. Clothes and all.” She was desperate to wrap herself around him and feel his hard length next to her. “It’s getting chilly and I need you to heat me up.” “You never were a patient one were you?” Jenna shook her head and watched every move he made as he peeled off his clothes. Does he know how much his seductive striptease is turning me on? Then he was naked on the creek bank, and very ready for her. Slowly he strode into the water, still wearing his cowboy hat. Chet approached with a predatory assuredness she welcomed and a delighted shiver rippled through her in anticipation. Laughter bubbled up when he captured her in his arms and swung her around. It roused the sweet memory of their first meeting at the airport, when he had done the same thing. “Ah, woman. You’ve bewitched me.” His hungry lips nibbled along her shoulder. Jenna turned to face him as the searing path of his mouth followed