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Still handcuffed together, we carefully maneuver our linked wrists and open the old train door.

Inside,
the boxcar is completely empty except for a single, folded piece of paper.
I scowl. Will this scavenger hunt for money ever end?
What do you suppose it is? !aren nods at the piece of paper in the back of the train car.
" check for a million dollars? I say hopefully.
#he only way to reach the paper is to climb inside. Which won$t be easy since my chest barely reaches
the bottom of the train car and we can$t climb in one at a time because, you know, we$re attached to
one another.
I frown. %ow do you want to do this?
!aren scratches his &aw. I$ll hoist you inside first then I$ll &ump in. 'ome here. %e turns me around to
face him and I step into the circle of his arms.
#he summer sun burns down on us. I stare at his chest where his #(shirt pulls tight against the hard
muscles of his pecs and a trickle of sweat slowly slides down the back of my neck.
#he corded muscles of his neck ripple as he turns his head. %old on to my wrists. #hen I$ll lift you
up.
%e places his big hands on my waist and his thumbs slide under my shirt, gra)ing the bare skin of my
stomach. " warm )ing shoots down my belly.
I snap my eyes to him. !id you do that on purpose?
!o what? %is expression is neutral but there$s a glimmer in his eye.
I eye him shrewdly as I wrap my hands around his wrists.
%e glides the pads of his thumbs over my stomach again and another, more powerful, )ing darts
straight down my belly and between my legs as I suck in a breath.
'ut it out, I say.
'ut what out? %is eyes dance with amusement.
*ou know what.
I have no idea what you$re talking about. " mischievous grin spreads across his face and I can$t stop
the smile that starts to play at my own lips.
!aren...
%is eyes lock on mine and the twitching low in my belly starts up again. #hen his ga)e drops to my
mouth and hunger lights his eyes.
I absently part my lips, my thoughts suddenly ha)y.
+eaning in, he whispers, Now do you want to kiss again?
%is words flutter over my ear like soft, warm butterflies beating their wings against my sensitive skin
and a shiver runs through me.
#he answer is yes. I do want to kiss him again. It felt so good to have his mouth on mine last night. #o
feel him up against me.
,ut I don$t answer.
%e brushes his thumbs over the naked skin of my belly again, but this time dips them inside the
waistband of my skirt and skims the lacey top of my panties.
I inhale sharply, tightening my fingers around his wrists as my nipples harden and heat builds in my
core. I rub my thighs together, trying to alleviate the ache slowly building between my legs but it$s no
use. I$m already a tight puddle of need.
%ow come this beautiful man can make me melt with &ust a simple touch? "nd how come it$s always
so difficult for me to snap out of his sexy ga)e?
I blink away from !aren$s pretty brown eyes and playfully whisper, -o, before shifting back a few
inches.
%is eyelids, heavy with desire, open fully as he scans my face and throat with a smile. +iar.
I smile back, grateful he doesn$t try to convince me otherwise. I$d no doubt give in if he did. ,ecause
!aren affects me.
.very other guy on the planet is &ust that/ a guy.
,ut !aren is a force. "nd I am a feather.

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