Sizzling Summer Nights

“In about a mile we’re going to leave the highway. It’ll be bumpy for a while as the road climbs into the foothills, but it’s not too steep. Still game?”

She kind of wanted him to define not too steep. But come on, did it really matter? “Of course.”

“So, what is it you do in Dallas?” he asked, as soon as he’d made the turn.

“Executive recruiter,” she said, grabbing on to the handhold over the door. “I match qualified candidates with the right jobs. It can be interesting. The fun part is getting to learn about how different businesses work.”

“Do you recruit on behalf of corporations or individuals?”

“Mostly corporations. Though I also have a list of execs who aren’t looking for jobs actively, but if one comes along that I think would be of interest, I let them know.”

“Sounds challenging.” Seth slowed down as they arrived at a small clearing, the headlights sweeping clusters of purple and yellow wildflowers.

He got out of the truck, and while he rummaged around in the back, she popped a breath mint.

“You want some water?” he asked.

“Maybe later,” she said, as she slid off the seat. “Isn’t it late for wildflowers?”

“It’s the altitude. They’re on their way out. Last month you would’ve seen five times as many. I’m getting a blanket. Pick a spot.”

A shiver raced down her spine. Impressive as the wildflowers were, all she could think was...blanket! She had a good feeling there’d be more making out than stargazing going on. And, boy, was she ready.

She looked up at the sky. None of the surrounding trees blocked their view of the moon and stars. The clearing was perfect. And, for now, so was the cowboy walking toward her.

Hannah’s goals had been to visit Rachel and get the hell away from Texas and her father—the man made her so crazy she could forget how to breathe. Vacay sex hadn’t consciously been on the list. But this was a nice bonus. Not only had Rachel vouched for Seth, but Hannah lucking out the first day? Amazing.

“Is this the spot you want?”

“Oh, sorry, I’ve been looking up instead of down.”

All he did was smile at her and her heart beat wildly. Thankfully, he’d brought two bottles of water with him. Her mouth was suddenly dry and she sucked greedily on the mint. Probably looked obscene. She turned away and toed the hard ground. Most of the clearing was covered by tall grass.

“I think the best we can hope for is no rocks.” Seth nodded to an area where the grass had been flattened. “Deer approved. Shall we try it?”

He checked for rocks while taking quick glances up at the sky. Hannah did the same thing on the other side. An aspen that had provided the deer with shade blocked a tiny section of stars but the rest of the trees were slender pines.

“This is fine with me,” she said, and helped him spread the blanket out on the ground. “What? No pillows?”

Seth chuckled. “You’ve lived in Dallas too long.”

“And yet, not long enough,” she muttered, and saw his curious look. “Family stuff. Moving three states away from my dad would’ve been better.”

“I get it,” Seth said with a wry smile. “I joined the air force.”

“Wow. For how long?”

“Four years.” Crouching, he folded back part of the blanket, avoiding her gaze, and she wondered if he regretted telling her.

“Should I be doing the same thing on this side?”

“No, it’s fine,” he said, and flattened more of the grass before smoothing the blanket over it. “Here’s your pillow, princess.”

Hannah laughed. “I was joking,” she said, then pinned him with a mock glare. “Princess? Ha. Far from it.”

“Come here.”

“Don’t you mean, come here, please?” She watched a shadow cross his face and realized a cloud had passed over the moon. It made him look a little dangerous, certainly mysterious and too damn sexy. He could’ve just snapped his fingers and she would’ve scurried over to him.

“Please,” he said.

She gave a final tug on her side. It wasn’t necessary but it bought her a few seconds to calm down. “Where do you want me?”

“Right here.” He caught her arm and gently pulled her closer. Once she was directly in front of him, he turned her around and put a hand on her right shoulder. “Now, look up. How’s this view?”

Hannah felt his heat against her back, felt the steady, gentle presence of his palm cupping her shoulder. “Perfect,” she whispered.

His warm breath tickled the side of her neck. He pressed his lips against her skin. “You smell good,” he murmured, running his hand down her arm to lightly grip her elbow. With his other hand he swept the hair away from her neck. His breath stirred the loose strands at the side of her face.

Hannah was too dizzy to think of one damn thing to say. She saw a pair of eerie, yellowish eyes in the trees, low to the ground, before they disappeared. A howl split the night. She stifled a shriek, whirled and threw her arms around Seth’s neck.

He enfolded her in his strong, muscled arms and held her close. “It’s nowhere near us.”

“I don’t know why it made me jumpy,” she said, embarrassed but loving the feel of his hard body flush with hers. “I’m used to coyotes.”

“That was a wolf.”

Wolf? She didn’t know anything about them. Did they run from humans or put them on the menu? She leaned back and looked up at him. Before she could question whether or not this was a good idea, Seth lowered his head.

Their lips touched and she was lost in the fog.

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THE TEMPERATURE HAD dropped since the sun went down. But the chilly air wasn’t the reason Hannah pressed herself against his warm body. Enticed by the pleasant muskiness of his skin, by his firm lips moving over hers, she tightened her hold around his neck.

Seth pulled her closer. The heat of his erection penetrated both layers of their denim jeans. The urge to move her hips was too great to ignore. She swayed a little to the left.

He froze, all of him, his body, his mouth, the hand that had started rubbing her back. A low groan rumbled deep in his throat. She felt it against her lips, followed by a jolt of excitement that traveled all the way down her spine.

It didn’t take much for him to tease her lips apart. She readily opened for him and welcomed the thrust of his tongue. He tasted as good as he smelled—200 percent male. A rush of warmth spread through her body and settled into dampness between her thighs. She arched into him and he deepened the kiss.

Easing her death grip on his neck, she was able to run her fingers through his hair, touch his muscled chest. But the brief time-out was enough to make her wonder what the hell she was doing. She’d just met the man. Kissing was fine, for tonight. They still had tomorrow. Hopefully, she’d see a lot of him the whole week.

He must’ve sensed her hesitation. He broke the kiss and gave her a questioning look.

“We’re still standing,” she said in a playful tone.

“Yes, we are.”