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    She made an irritated gesture. It was getting late, and she was becoming snappish and bitchy. “Señor Tobbar,” she began as evenly as possible, “it’s been a long day. We’re both beat. I don’t care, frankly, what Cirre is going to do. I do care what you do about this problem, and I expect my orders to be carried out quickly. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to try and get a few hours’ sleep.”
    He shook his head, a genuine smile on his face, then opened the trailer door for her. “Let me drive you over. I think Pedro already headed back to camp.”
    They rode along in silence. Cait, having learned years ago to catch naps whenever possible, curled up in a corner, using the hard hat to cushion her head as the truck jolted over the rutted road. Within seconds, she was spiraling into sleep.
    Groggily she became aware of a gentle pressure on her shoulder shaking her back into wakefulness. Strong, pliant fingers slid along the thin fabric of her shirt with a gentle touch. It was a pleasant, almost forgotten sensation, and Cait turned her head, her eyes half-opened. Dominic’s face showed concern as he leaned toward her, giving her another shake.
    “When you sleep, you nose-dive,” he muttered.
    She managed a vulnerable smile, sitting up in the darkened cab. Her hard hat clunked down on her thigh and then hit the floorboards. As she leaned forward to retrieve it, the pins that had held her mahogany hair in a tight knot at the nape of her neck became loosened, spilling the cascade across her shoulders and down below her breasts.
    “I learned a long time ago to grab a few minutes whenever I could,” she was saying as she straightened back up. With the thick tresses soft around her face, and her eyes wide open, she suddenly felt much less an engineer and much more a woman.
    Dominic’s gaze was riveted on her upturned face. He leaned forward, his fingers slipping behind her neck, drawing her into a vortex of wild sensations. Her lips parted, ready…willing to feel the touch of his mouth on hers. He brushed her lips lightly, and a small moan of pleasure slid from her throat. His fingers tightened, became more demanding, pulling her closer. This time, his strong mouth smothered her lips in a hungry, searching kiss that kindled the banked fires of her body. Cait felt the heat building rapidly, and she fought against the heady urgency forcing her to succumb to his demands. His tongue invaded her mouth, searching the warmth of her, coaxing her own tongue to seek union with his…throwing her into a mindless spin of sensation…of hungry desire on the verge of ecstasy.
    Suddenly he dragged his mouth from hers, his breath ragged, his eyes narrowed with golden fire. Cait could only stare, her bruised, parted lips throbbing. She saw confusion and desire in his burning gaze and was puzzled by his reaction. He moved his hand almost apologetically from her slender neck to her shoulder and finally took it away altogether. Cait looked away,’ feeling the inner ache of what he had coaxed into life. He had already known what she now realized—it was not the time or place, and that revelation hurt. She could barely think—only feel. There were memories of Dave’s kisses…of the way he kissed and the way Dominic had forcefully awakened her desires. Cait slowly met his eyes, needing to see him.
    He stroked her hair in a tender gesture. “You’ve had a long day. It’s probably better you get some sleep…” His voice was unsteady, thick.
    As she murmured good night and stepped from the truck, she wondered if she had imagined the imperceptible softening around his mouth and the hungry, veiled look in his eyes. She stumbled into her quarters. A part of her gloried in that fleeting, unshielded moment when Dominic had looked at her with pure physical desire.

Chapter Four
    By late afternoon the next day, Cait broke free of the paperwork. Everyone was taking a two-hour siesta after lunch, so she decided to drive