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the fence and she took a handful and held it out for the mare, who gingerly nibbled them out of her hand with massive teeth. Holly laughed as the animal’s large tongue tickled her palm.
    The stallion balked suddenly, pacing backwards and puffing. Holly swiveled around and saw Jacob standing at the entrance of the barn. He lifted his palm towards the horse as though in self-defense, then glanced over at Holly.
    He shrugged. Almost sheepish. “The horses aren’t much fond of me.”
    “Shhh, it’s okay.” She stroked the stallion’s snout, petting the soft, velvet hair around the horse’s nose. “I won’t let meany Jacob touch you.” The horse huffed once and then calmed down substantially.
    “You’ve got a way with animals,” he said. He sounded almost…what. Hopeful ?
    She gave him a little smile. “I like animals.”
    Jacob was staring off again, that gargoyle frown back on his face. Holly couldn’t stand the stale air between them.
    “Are you mad at me?” she asked, breaking the silence.
    He blinked in surprise and, instantly, his expression softened. “Holly…no. I’m not mad at you. Look.” He reached into his back pocket to fish something out. “I was gonna wait until we got home to give this to you, but…now seems as good of a time as any.”
    She perked up. Present? When she saw the size of the box, her heart began to wallop against her chest. He set it in his hand and opened the small velvet case, revealing a shimmering diamond ring inside.
    “You like it?” he asked as her tongue tied itself in knots.
    “I, uh…” Was she sweating? She felt like she was sweating. She swallowed hard and said, “I still have four days--”
    “Yeah, I know.” He grinned. “Just try it on. See how it feels on your hand.”
    She could tell he wasn’t going to let up until she was wearing it, so she nodded, extending her hand. He took it and eased the ring on her finger. The stone weighed her ring finger down.
    “It’s beautiful,” she said, breathless. She felt dizzy with it on.
    “You’re beautiful,” he said, staring right at her. There was something new in his eyes, something barely tamed—a possessive look, like the ring was his way of claiming her, Marking her. Mine . A deep, hungry look that made her throb despite all her better judgment.
    He tore his eyes off of her to glance out the stable doors at the waning sun. She liked the way the reds caught on her diamond, making her finger flicker as though it were on fire.
    “Why me?” she heard herself ask, quietly.
    “I know a good thing when I see it. And I’m not going to let you slip through my fingers.”
    “What makes you think I’m good?” She looked up, a soft grin playing on her lips. “I could be an English teacher by day, serial killer by night.”
    “Could be.” He turned back to her, then asked casually, “You ever had sex where you weren’t supposed to?”
    What ? Just the suggestion made her flood her panties. Curse her body’s betrayal. “No,” she said, voice small, cheeks colored.
    His dark eyes caught hers and didn’t let them go. “Never had anyone lick you under your desk? Or take you in the backseat ’cause they couldn’t wait to get home to have you?”
    Oh . Now she was thrumming in her panties, her body buzzing. She tried not to show it, shifted from one foot to the other, but she noticed Jacob intake a sharp breath, as though he’d caught a whiff of something he liked. “No,” she said. She and Chris had only ever done it in bed. Missionary-style. On the couch a couple times, when they got crazy.
    He smirked. “That’s how I know you’re a good girl.”
    Her body was aching for release, screaming for his touch. She lingered in silence, hoped he chalked up her nipples poking out of her dress to the cool night air and not to her burning arousal, and then finally said defiantly, “Maybe I’m tired of being a good girl.”
    He eyes locked on hers. “Is that right?”
    She nodded. “Look at where