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thrum with desire, he would be down at the water’s edge so she wasn’t alone. Goddamn it. The whole situation was fucked up.
    “I’ll be back in a few minutes. No one leaves the site,” Jack said to the others. “Today we’re doing field instruction, so rest up while you can. You’re gonna need it.” He headed toward the stream, reminding himself that Savannah was just another survival camp student. In a few days, he’d never see her again.
    The sun beamed through the trees, warming the last of the morning chill. As he neared the bottom of the hill, he heard Savannah’s voice and he stopped to listen. She was singing something he couldn’t make out, but he enjoyed the melody as it filtered through the air. He tried to make out the words, but all he could hold on to was the sweet tone of her voice—and he realized that Savannah was anything but just another student .
    He took a few steps closer, and the water came into view. Jack scanned the banks for Savannah, but didn’t see her. He followed the sound of her voice through the woods to his right. When she came into view, he stopped cold. The sun glistened off of the water and illuminated Savannah’s naked body. Her perfect naked body . Her full breasts swayed with each scrub of her hands through her hair. Jack felt a tightening in his groin as he drank in her incredibly sexy curves and the narrow sweep of her hips. She sank into the water up to her shoulders and arched her neck, rinsing the lather from her hair. Jack’s hands instinctively flexed, the memory of the soft hairs on the back of her neck still alive on his palm. She disappeared under the water and then broke through the surface again, shaking the excess water from her tresses. Jack’s mouth went dry. It was like watching an X-rated movie, only Savannah wasn’t acting. She turned back toward the shore and scanned the edge of the water before walking too damn slowly to the water’s edge and leisurely picking up her towel and wrapping it around her body. Holy shit, she is sexy . Jack could barely breathe—again—and he definitely couldn’t think, which is why, when she dried herself off and lifted one foot to step into her panties, he lost his footing and slid down the hill on his ass, bumping right into a large, prickly bush.
    Savannah shot a look in his direction. She pulled up her panties and her hands flew across her breasts. “Jack? What…are you spying on me?” She scowled and spun around, frantically picking up the rest of her clothes.
    Jack scrambled to his feet and rushed to her side. His mind was still in an intoxicated Savannah fog. “I wasn’t spying. I swear…”
    She spun around, clutching her clothes in front of her body. Her eyebrows were drawn together, and her beautiful lips were pinched tight. Goddamn it, how was he going to explain this, and why were his eyes still locked on the milky skin of the side of her breast as it poked out beneath her arm?
    “Then what were you doing?”
    Shit. “You’re not supposed to leave camp by yourself. Don’t you remember the bobcat?” He knew he should turn away, back up, move apart from where she was, but all he could do was stand there and argue with her.
    “You knew I was coming here and you didn’t stop me. Why would I know it was a problem?”
    “Goddamn it, Savannah.”
    “Turn around,” she spat.
    He forced himself to turn away, fisting his hands. Why did I have to look? It if had been Elizabeth or Josie, he would have covered his eyes and called out from the hill. But damn it, he was only human, and he hadn’t been with—or even wanted to be with—a woman in more than seven hundred days. How the hell was he supposed to react?
    “First you kiss me, then you say you regret kissing me, and then you spy on me?”
    The venom in her voice hurt more than the accusation.
    “Real class act, Jack Remington. Is that your MO? Lure women to your mountain, and then reel them in and play with their minds?”
    “Goddamn it,