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done anything outdoorsy. I thought…” she pauses.
    “You thought what?” My voice sounds like my throat has been thoroughly scored with the roughest sandpapermade.
    She tenses against me, and then sighs. “I thought maybe you'd see me as something more than just a pampered princess.”
    “I do see you,” I say quietly. “You're all I see.”
    “Then why?” she cries. “Why did you kiss me today and then run off?”
    With a big heave of my own breath, I lean back on my haunches and dangle my hands between my legs. The hurt in her voice calls forth a more honest response than I was prepared to give. “Since you’ve come to town I haven’t looked at another woman.”
    “Really?”
    I nod miserably. Does that make me less of a male to her? Perhaps she believes a real male is like Samson, nailing every willing body that moves in front of him.
    “That’s amazing, but why stay away? I…I want you, too.”
    Her honey-filled words are like an aphrodisiac. I muffle a groan of need. “Because I’m too big for you. Look at these hands.”
    I raise my big rough palms between us.
    “Oh, trust me, I have.” Her cheeks turn rosy and I know it’s not due to the sun. This time my growl is too loud to hide, and it causes her to blush harder. She drops to her knees in front of me and places a small hand on my arm. It takes every ounce of control I have not to maul her then and there.
    “Is it because you’re afraid of breaking things?” She strokes the forearm exposed by the too-short sleeves. “Look at this out here. It’s wide open, and if we knock the tent over, it makes for a good story. Nothing is getting destroyed out here.”
    My cock is one solid pulsating mass. I could come from her just petting my damn arm.
    “It’s not things I’m worried about destroying,” I say lowly. This time the heat is in my cheeks. If Leo could see me now, I’d never hear the end of it. Ruddy-faced like some wet-behind-the-ears cub! “It’s you.”

6
    Cole
    “ M e ?” She laughs incredulously. “Cole, I’m not a delicate flower. I’m a… meaty girl. I’ve got hips and an ass”—she reaches around and pats that plush bit of flesh—“that are probably big enough to be seen by satellite.”
    I force myself to look down at my hands instead of peering over her shoulder. Her generous ass is one of my favorite things to look at. I never leave my window when she’s walking around town.
    “You’re beautiful, Adelaide.” I swipe an unsteady hand across the back of my mouth. “Too beautiful for a brute like me.”
    “That seems like a really convenient excuse to let me down gently. Gosh, Adelaide, you’re just so pretty that I can’t stand to touch you.” Hurt mars her lovely face.
    I don’t have a good answer for her because that’s exactly what I’m saying, only she doesn’t believe me. She thinks I’m blowing her off with fake words.
    She straightens up and bends over to pick up her pack, her shirt gaping open to reveal the deep shadow of her cleavage.
    Plaid has never looked sexy before—but now? Every time I go to my closet, I’m going to be thinking of the pattern wrapping around Adelaide’s gorgeous body and I’ll get hard. I’d like to take her plaid top home and lay it on the pillow and imagine that she’s with me. It might be the closest I’ll ever come to having Adelaide in my bed.
    I get to my feet too and try to shove my cock to the side so it isn’t obscenely pointing in her direction. She isn’t paying attention to me anyway.
    “How far is it to the road?” She squints down the empty trail. The sun is setting, and with the canopy of trees, there isn’t much light around here.
    “Probably a half an hour,” I admit. I could make the distance in ten minutes, but a human would take at least twice as long. “And you’re not going to be happy about it, but Samson took off.”
    “You know that how?” She wheels back to me.
    “I saw him.”
    “You saw him?” she repeats. “You saw