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Seth’s strong hand grabbed hold of her right biceps, and he pulled her into his body, somehow managing to keep them both upright.

“I’ve got you,” he said.

He was hot and sweaty and she was basically plastered against his right side. “Oh,” she said.

“Oh, indeed,” he murmured.

Her heart was hammering in her chest, and not only from the run and the near fall. She’d been physically aware of him since the first moment that he’d almost slid into her under the awning. And waking up in the same room had only exacerbated the tension coursing through her body.

She was needy. Aching with it, truly.

She tilted her head up. He leaned down.

His mouth was just inches away. So close she could feel his warm breath.

He was going to kiss her.

And then he straightened up and stepped away. “We should probably finish up,” he said. “I think there’s a mile or so left. Ready?”