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“Are you okay?” Pilar asked. The first two times she called him name, he didn’t answer. She assumed he was just finishing up his work, but when he finally turned and looked so lost, she was concerned.
Of course, she was also trying to hide the fact that she was turned on beyond belief. Walking out and seeing him swing that axe, the muscles of his back bunching and twisting with his every move, got her more than a little excited. She’d never had such a strong, physical reaction to a man before. She wanted him. Badly.
“Jack? Are you okay?”
He nodded and shook off her hand. “I’m good. Just wanted to get this wood together.”
He had two piles that would have kept them warm a full winter instead of a few days. Unless he thought they were going to be there a lot longer.
“How long are we s
