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She wanted to be with him.

“I kind of thought—” Shayla was suddenly shy. “You and I could go horseback riding. I packed a lunch.”

Turner stared at her. “Well,” he said, his heart hammering at a ridiculous rate, “I guess if you went to all the trouble of packing a lunch.”

She burst out laughing.

And he realized it was funny. A grown man acting as though he found lunch irresistible, when it really was her.

He went to her in one long stride. He lifted her chin. Her eyes were huge, and her lips soft and moist. Calling his name, begging, though she spoke not a word.

“Maybe we’re going too fast,” he said softly.

“Too fast?” she whispered. “I thought there were no speed limits in Montana.”

He kissed her then. Surrendering his hard-held control.

Completely.