“What’re you asking, princess?” He’d planned on dropping in on the glacier, but he supposed he could choose an easier slope. “You want to board with me?”

“I’d love to, but I obviously don’t have any of my gear here.”

“Let me make some calls. Between Callie, Delilah, and Knox, I’m sure we can find some things in your size.”

Who was he kidding? It wasn’t about giving her experiences. It was about spending time with her.

Because he was a sucker for this woman.

He should’ve given her the window seat, that way she wouldn’t be leaning across him. Between his jeans and long sleeve T-shirt, he might not be able to feel all that silky hair on his skin, but he could smell her shampoo.

She pressed against his arm, but not like a woman trying to get a man’s attention. Like a scientist taking in all the geologic and topographic features. Her nearness gave him a strange feeling, kind of like how he felt at the entry ramp, right before approaching the rails on the halfpipe. And it was really starting to piss him off that he couldn’t get a hold of himself around this woman.

She pointed. “What’re those?”

“Antelope.”

“They’re so graceful.” She gazed up at him, probably hoping to share her delight, but all he felt was supremely uncomfortable, because the promise in her green eyes made him want to get naked with her.

Not cool. Since the whole point of the trip was to scout a new building site, he forced himself to look out the window. It was just that, every time he focused on the terrain, his mind wandered to her mouth. Those lush, pink lips that had kissed him like…like he was the one she’d been waiting for. Like, now that she’d finally found him, she had to make up for a lifetime of missed kisses.

That’s it right there. He sat up a little straighter. When he hooked up with a woman, it might be good, might be fun, but it wasn’t anything special.

But with his princess, it was fucking magic. No one had ever felt so right for him. They fit. He’d never had that before.

She shifted again, and he started to go a little crazy with want. He wanted to grab under her arms and drag her onto this lap. Fuse their mouths and gather those tits in his hands.

He wanted to peel her shirt off and watch her breasts bounce with the helicopter’s choppy moves. And then he wanted them in his mouth, the bead of her nipple hard on his tongue.

Raw, burning hot lust tore through him. He could not believe her asshole ex had fucked around with another woman. Had taken Rosie for granted.