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It was so much easier to blame it on the hormones in the beginning—and they may have played a role in finally sending me over this edge—but it’s never been just that.

It’s been Dalton.

What he does to me, what he doesforme. How caring and kind, thoughtful and protective he is. How much I can feel the sincerity of every fucking word he has ever said to me.

He’s never lied, never withheld information that he didn’t think was to protect Davey or me. And that’s what he’s trying to do now by asking me to leave.

“You really want me to go?”

He shakes his head and kisses his way to my ear, where he sucks gently on the lobe, making my body twitch and my thighs clench against the throb between them. “No.”

“Then I’ll stay. I don’t want you and Pops up here alone, either.”

“Take Pops with you.” Warm breath flutters over my skin, raising goosebumps. “It’ll be safer for him away from the mountain.”

I shake my head and tilt my neck, giving him better access as he explores it and the area behind my ear in a way that sends little jolts of pleasure through me.

His hand glides over my stomach, and he caresses me gently. The baby kicks against his hand, and I feel his lips curl into a smile against my cheek. “I know you want to stay, and God, I want you to be here every minute, but until this is resolved, I need you to go. I need to be able to concentrate and know you’re safe. I don’t want you to tell me where. I don’t want to have that information. But when you come home, it’ll be forever.”

He draws his head back, and I release a pitiful sigh at how ridiculously fast I seem to have fallen for this man.

“This is what you need?”

Dalton nods, even though the pain in his gaze tells me it’s the furthest from what he wants. “I promise it won’t be for long. I have no intention of dragging this out…”

“Good, because even the thought of leaving the mountain, of leaving you…” I squeeze my eyes closed and shake my head. “I can’t.”

His hand slides lower and slips between my legs, rubbing the same way I taught him yesterday. “Then let me give you something else to think about.”

ChapterFifteen

DALTON

Camille glances around the tack room, her warm blue eyes swimming with interest and surprise. “Outhere?”

I grin before I drop a quick kiss to her lips. “Would you prefer we go back up to the cabin and try to find some place where you’d have to be quiet?”

A pink flush rushes up her neck and over her cheeks, and she shakes her head, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.

For such a confident, outspoken woman to be rendered speechless is a true accomplishment, and the fact that I am capable of it just bysuggestingwe have a repeat of last night makes pride swell in my chest.

“That’s what I thought.”

I reach for the waistband of her stretchy pants and gently slide them down over her stomach and to her ankles. Sliding my hands to her ass, I lift her onto the edge of the table and make quick work of her boots which hit the floor with two distinctthunkswherever I toss them.

In order to proceed with my plans, I need her spread wide open, and I tug off her pants and set them beside her, then press my palms against her inner thighs, urging them apart as she shudders under my touch.

My cock aches, pressed against the fly of my jeans so hard that it feels like I may end up with an imprint of the teeth on it by the time I finally free it from its confines.

I’m desperate for her in a way I never knew Icouldbe for another person. Even last night, it was more controlled, a far more measured satisfaction of need.

This is something else entirely.

This isdesperation.

Camille’s eyes flare wide as I keep nudging her legs wider and wider until she’s spread open completely before me. “What are you going to do?”

I let my focus drift to the apex of her thighs, and out here in the broad daylight streaming in from the small window, I can see her in all her glory. “Besides staring at the most exquisite part of the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen?”

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