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Chapters (34)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise for Jennifer Snow
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Epilogue
  33. Acknowledgments
  34. Excerpt

“We are...but...” Her eyes couldn’t decide where to look. His crystal blues held a question she didn’t know the answer to and his full, pink, wind-chapped lips beckoned. He’d looked so sexy racing down each new, slightly more challenging slope. The unexpected intimacy that came with taking on these challenging trails had her struggling to resist the urge to touch him, kiss him all morning. The short helicopter runs back to the top of the mountain had never felt long enough, yet with each one, new undeniable sparks had gone off between their bodies.

Now she was touching him, and if she just leaned a little closer...

He made the decision easy for her. Wrapping his other arm around her waist, he pulled her closer on the bench, until one of her legs was draped over his. Cupping her chin with his free hand, he brought her mouth closer to his. “I’ve wanted to kiss you all day,” he murmured, his lips barely grazing hers.

She was on fire. Heat rushed through her core and anticipation was making it hard to steady her thundering pulse. “Well, what are you waiting for?” She was desperate for his mouth to meet hers. Dying to give in to the desire that had only made the morning that much more exciting and uncertain. The fact that she was craving this excitement and uncertainty, was starting to get addicted to the high, surprised her.

Where had her sensible, calculating, careful side gone?

And where the hell was her kiss?

Reed released her hand and cupped her face with his hands as he closed the tiny gap between their lips.

Finally.

She sucked in a breath. She didn’t plan on coming up for air anytime soon. She closed her eyes and sank closer.

Still no kiss.

She opened one eye. He was so close, staring at her.

“You are definitely not what I thought you were,” he said, pulling away slightly.

Both eyes open. More talking, really? “You really thought I was horrible?” She knew she came across all wrong in most situations. Her cold exterior was a shield she’d worn for so long and she wondered how many fantastic kisses she’d missed out on because of that. That, and the fact that she didn’t stop moving long enough for any guy to keep up. She gave no one the chance to get to know the real her.

What if they didn’t like what they found?

“Not horrible...just not this freaking amazing. You’re surprising the hell out of me and that doesn’t happen often,” Reed said. “I’m usually a good judge of character, but I’ve gotten you all wrong all these years.”