Jacob swallowed as he held up the fresh trout on the end of the line he had strung. His eyes swept over Allie as she straightened and he swore his stomach dropped to his feet just like it did in that damn moving coffin back in her time. He knew he was staring, but damn if he could help it.
He had hoped staying down at the river for a bit longer would help him cool down. Hell, he’d even taken a damn bath in the freezing water after he’d caught their dinner. It hadn’t helped much. He still couldn’t keep his mind from replaying holding Allie’s squirming body in his lap.
He had been lost in his thoughts as he came up the trail from the river. He hadn’t realized that she would be outside. He’d been trying to think of how he was going to make it through the night. He didn’t have a clue how he
