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her as his. That thought of
plunging his cock deep inside her, of course, caused another spike in his arousal.
    The way Neha
stared at him, her eyes heavy-lidded, it didn’t take a genius to figure out his
scent affected her. Along with that, her arousal was a huge giveaway, which he
could easily detect. As could his brother, no doubt.
    “Thank god,
we’re here,” Gage said as he brought the SUV to a stop in front of Kiel’s
cabin. “I don’t think I could take any more.”
    Kiel ignored his
brother’s comment and hurriedly got out before opening the door for Neha. A
questioning look had come over her face after Gage had spoken. There was no way
Kiel was going to try to explain it. He led Neha a short distance away, then
turned to wave at Gage. His brother returned the gesture before he drove away.
    He kept a
steadying hand on Neha’s back as he’d done at his parents’ and walked her up to
his cabin’s entrance. Once inside, he reluctantly pulled away. She didn’t seem
to notice as she headed over to where he’d left her luggage.
    “I guess I
should move my things into the bedroom,” Neha said after she picked up her
carry-on and grabbed the handle on her wheeled suitcase.
    “Since I’m here,
I might as well show you where it is, not that I don’t think you’d be able to
find it yourself.”
    Kiel took her
carry-on from Neha and led the way before she could say anything. She followed
with the sound of her high heels clicking on the hardwood floor and the wheels
of her luggage being pulled across it.
    He placed her
carry-on atop the upholstered bench at the end of his king-sized bed, then
tuned in her direction. “I should change the sheets for you.”
    “I can do it,”
Neha said as she came to stand in front of him. “Just leave me the fresh ones.”
    Kiel nodded. He
crossed the room to his closet and took out his second set of sheets from the
top shelf. He returned to Neha and put them on the bed. “You can throw the
dirty ones outside the door. I’ll gather them up and put them with the rest of
my laundry that needs doing.”
    Neha nodded. She
seemed to think something over before she spoke again. “Ah, don’t take this the
wrong way, but how do you actually do your laundry? You don’t have electricity.
You’d never be able to run a washer and dryer.”
    “The town of
Canyon Creek has a Laundromat so I go there to do it.”
    “Oh. Since you
live so…rough…out here, I was worried you hand washed it with a washboard.”
    Kiel bit back a
smile. What Neha didn’t know was his mother to this day still did hers and his
father’s laundry like that and hung it outside to dry. In the winter she
stretched lines inside the cabin close to the fire and hung the clothes there.
It took her hours. Using a washer and dryer at the Laundromat was one convenience
he’d had no problem adapting to. There was no way in hell he’d do his washing
as his mother did. His brothers had adopted his way as well.
    “No, I don’t do
the wash like that,” he said with a chuckle.
    The silence
stretched between them before Neha broke it. “Besides getting sneakers tomorrow,
I’d better buy a pair of jeans. I only have shorts, dresses and skirts with
me.”
    “Yeah, skirts
and dresses aren’t exactly the best things to wear around here. And heels.”
    “Speaking of
which, after my little hike to Gage’s cabin my feet are killing me. Plus, I
just about twisted my ankle about fifty times. The shoes have to come off.”
    Kiel stared at
Neha’s feet and ran his gaze up her shapely legs. An image of them wrapped
around his waist as he thrust in and out of her filled his mind. He followed
her movements as she bent slightly to take off one of her high heels. It gave
him a deeper view of the tops of her breasts as the material in the front of
her dress gaped. That view of such tantalizing flesh caused the inevitable
reaction in him.
    As Neha reached
for her other shoe, she wobbled, then stumbled. Right into Kiel.