He was dressed in a dark blue ski suit that hugged his muscular body in all the right places, and Erika suddenly wasn’t as interested in skiing. His thigh was casually resting against hers in the small space of the Eurocopter AS350 but the contact, even through layers of clothing, felt anything but casual. Heat continued to rush through her as he moved closer to point at the trails coming into view beyond the trees.

He smelled amazing—like a combination of fresh mountain air and sexy alpha hunk—and she found herself leaning closer to breathe him in.

Such a big mistake. She clenched her legs together as her body sprang to life like awakening from a long, deep slumber.

It had been months since she’d had sex...scratch that...years. And most days she was too exhausted after her eighteen-hour shifts to even think about using the vibrator that was still in the packaging on top of her closet.

Since reuniting with Reed, she’d been more turned on and more in tune with her body’s desires than ever before. She wanted him.

Bad.

The way his gaze swept over her, especially when he thought she wasn’t looking, had her pulse going crazy. She couldn’t remember the last time anyone had looked at her that way—with unconcealed desire and appreciation. But it had to be superficial. After all, they’d reached a truce in the truck, but they didn’t really like each other, right? He’d only offered to take her today to keep Tyler away.

Best to remember that before tearing all his clothes off the next chance she got.

They neared a clearing and her excitement rose. She’d always been a strong skier and she was looking forward to the first exhilarating pass down the mountain. She could also use the distraction and distance from Reed.

She looked through the small window at the mountains moving closer. Another helicopter had touched down already and several skiers were preparing for their run, strapping into snowboards.

When was the last time she’d felt this excited about something?

“We’re going to set down about two miles from here,” the helicopter pilot announced through their headsets as he began their descent.

Reed gave a thumbs-up and turned to look at her. “Ready for the thrill of your life?”

Erika read his lips more than she heard the words and she gripped the bench seat tightly.

She suspected ready or not, she was going to get it.

* * *

REED MAY HAVE exaggerated when he said he had heli-skied before. He’d gone on countless search and rescues for heli-skiing days gone wrong, but he’d never actually skied the untracked powdered slopes himself.

Mainly because of the higher price tag on the day adventure. But the look of pure adrenaline on Erika’s face as they disembarked the copter moments later made him glad he’d dipped into his savings. Her dark hair whipping around her rosy cheeks as she took in the breathtaking scenery at the top of the mountain was stealing his breath...and his focus.