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For the life of her, she could not look away from the sparkling liquid sluicing over his naked back.

He resembled Poseidon rising from the sea, but a thousand times more appealing in the flesh than on the printed page.

The wind came up all at once. Colt’s skin pebbled with the chill as he stepped out of the pool. She squeezed her eyes shut and buried her face in her arms.

She’d had no idea that she had it in her to be so rude.

Drops of water pattered on her hiding place. She heard one smack a leaf over her head…she felt one hit her scalp.

“Like to join me?” Colt’s voice crooned.

She opened her eyes to see ten toes wriggling in the dirt in front of the bush.

She looked up, inch by inch. A respectable woman would have fled from the scene when she first saw him, not continued to ogle him.

And now she’d been caught.