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But as if her arms weren’t controlled by her brain, Annie reached around his back and drew him to her.

His back muscles tightened beneath her touch and he drew in a ragged breath. Tombi stilled, as if warring with his sexual desire and his duty in the world outside the tent.

Annie wanted him desperately, just for a few minutes, a little slice of time. She saw how much he gave to the others, how they looked up to him. Didn’t he deserve a few minutes of happiness for himself?

Didn’t she?

Who knew what dangers the night and the hunt might bring?