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When Wesley didn’t answer that, Sarah continued guilelessly, “But you’re finished, aren’t you? I mean, you’re dressed—” She ran her eyes over the muscled planes of his torso turned toward her. “That is, you’re more dressed than you usually are, and you’ve finished shaving. So I didn’t think I was disturbing you by wanting my turn to lie down.” Her smile was especially warm, even melting. “Did your rest restore you?”

The look he gave her suggested that he had been restored to health but not to serenity.

“Hungry?” she asked next. She relished this teasing, testing, pushing, prodding.

He opened his mouth, glanced beyond her to the flaps at the front of the wagon, then thought better of what he was going to say. His eyes narrowed, and she had the most scandalous sensation that he had just stripped her naked….