Chapter 21
The first day of autumn. Taj slowed the quad bike as it reached the crest of the ridge, expertly negotiating a winding animal track up to the lookout point. All too aware of the press of Kim’s slim arms round his waist and the sandalwood fragrance of her hair. The bike hummed to a halt and the weight of her arms fell away.
‘Come.’ He beckoned her to follow him, scrambling up between clustered rocks and onto a stone ledge.
Kim took in the view with shining eyes, her wind-whipped hair framing her face.
When she went closer to the cliff edge, his muscles tensed involuntarily. Taj moved to stand beside her. He could feel a vibration where their arms touched, the slightest shiver of skin. The narrow stone table offered a spectacular view across the range, which was in turn blanke
