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They were lost.

“Great, now I’m cold and my clothes are soaked,” Lena complained.

Colt ground his hips against her, making a ribbon of need wind slowly through her body.

“I’m sure we can find a way to keep you warm.”

“Oh yeah.” She arched her back and pressed her breasts against the expanse of his chest.

She wanted to touch him, taste him… And here was as good a place as any.

Reaching between them, she wiggled her hand down under the edge of his waistband.

“I was talking about building a fire,” Colt said, a grin playing at the corners of his mouth.

“Jerk,” she grumbled, suppressing her own smile.

She took a step away, but Colt pulled her back into his arms, stealing her breath with a kiss.

Maybe being lost wasn’t so bad after all…