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TRINITY FALLS

Megan reached forward and grabbed the waistband of Ean’s black gym pants. Ean came up short. The surprise stamped on his copper features was comical. Megan laughed as she sprinted past him.

She tapped the sycamore tree in front of her home and threw her arms above her head. “I won!”

Ean slowed to a stop beside her. “You cheated.”

Megan was breathless from exertion and giddy with victory. “That wasn’t cheating. It was strategy.”

Ean’s eyes dipped to her mouth. “It was cheating.”

His voice was a low, wicked rumble. Megan sobered. Ean’s head drew closer. His scent—sweat and musk—clouded her thoughts. The burgeoning heat in his eyes rendered her motionless. This moment was her young girl’s fantasy, but his nearness stirred every inch of her woman’s body. All she knew was his heat, his touch, his eyes. And all she wanted was his taste.