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something to put them in?”
    “No. Most of the time, I just pick what I can eat.” She laughed. “My brother and I ate so many one time when we were kids, we got sick and could hardly make it back to the car. My parents were so mad. While they ate lunch near a waterfall, we wandered down the trail and ate as many as we could in an hour. When they found us, our hands and faces were stained purple and sticky. Twenty minutes into the hike back to the car, we could hardly walk because our stomachs were cramping.”
    “Is that your way of warning me not to overindulge?”
    “Hey, do what you want. It’s your stomach.”
    “Did you pack anything else for us to eat?” he asked, patting her backpack lightly.
    “Nope. Not a single thing. It’s only a three hour hike.”
    “Well, I’ll have to take my chances because I skipped breakfast.”
    “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
    “I hereby absolve you of all blame from any stomach problems I may or may not encounter as a result of overindulging. I haven’t had huckleberries since I was a kid so I can’t promise anything.”
    Violet pointed up the hill on the side of the trail. “Here they are.”
    Alec scanned the tangled bushes dotted with petite, almost black berries.
    “Eat away,” she said as she stepped around him and climbed up the hill.
    His eyes skated over her body as he followed her up the hill. Her long, toned legs sucked him in and he had a hard time concentrating on anything except what it’d feel like to slide his hands along their silky length. He groaned inwardly. He couldn’t spend any more time pining over her. They could never be together.
    When they reached the top, they stopped at the same bush and he started popping the berries into his mouth one by one. They tasted similar to a blueberry, but a little sweeter. “I forgot how good these are.”
    “These ones are perfect, not too red, not too bitter,” she said as she dropped a few into her mouth.
    She closed her eyes, a faint smile on her lips as she savored each berry, rolling it around in her mouth before she swallowed. Watching her was more entertaining than eating, so he leaned back against a tall pine tree and folded his arms across his chest, his eyes devouring her. “It’s so quiet out here. I’m used to all the traffic and people in LA. It’s strange how the absence of noise almost has its own sound,” he said when she finally looked at him.
    She nodded. “That’s why I hike here. I hardly ever run into anyone. It gives me time to think without any distractions.” She dumped a handful of berries into her mouth, letting out a soft moan as they exploded on her tongue. “Are you done already? I thought you were hungry,” she said as she wiped her mouth self-consciously with the back of her hand. “You’re making me feel uncomfortable stuffing my face.”
    He laughed. “Just watching you and taking in the scenery.” She frowned slightly and then shook her head like he was a complex riddle she didn’t understand. That was fine because he didn’t understand himself most of the time, especially when he was around Violet. She was definitely getting under his skin, making him want more than he knew he should for too many reasons to name.
    “Okay. I’d hate to let these berries go to waste. They’ll be gone next weekend.” She slid the straps of her backpack off her shoulders, set it on the ground and unzipped the front section.
    “What are you looking for?” he asked sliding his back down the rough bark of tree to sit on the ground.
    “I think I have a few plastic bags in here.” She pushed her sunglasses on top of her head.
    “What do you need those for?”
    “With one or two small bags, I could make huckleberry muffins for the kids at the Foundation and bring them in on Monday. I might even have enough for my personal favorite—huckleberries pancakes.”
    “For the kids?”
    “Muffins for the kids, pancakes for me.” She pulled out a bag and held it up for