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frantic squawking.
    “You’re probably suffocating her, Rafe,” a soft, female voice crooned from behind him.
    Rafe stiffened. “Oh!” His hands instantly dropped away. “Sorry. You okay?”
    Ana gasped, choking and gulping on air like a fish too long without water. She wheezed as she rolled onto her hands and knees before scrambling up to her unsteady feet.
    “Are … you … crazy ?” she shrieked, panting. “What is wrong with you?” Her hands flew out and slammed into a solid wall of bare, taut muscles. It felt good, even though it had no real effect on him. “What are you doing on my property?”
    Truth be told, she didn’t really need to ask. One look at the two staring back at her and she knew exactly what she’d interrupted.
    The girl was non e-too hastily doing up the buttons on her top while never minding the fact that her jean skirt was bunched around her waist, exposing Ana to a pair of lacy red panties. Her heavily lidded eyes stared back with a sort of challenge, daring Ana to say something about it, but Ana was no longer looking at her.
    The guy — Rafe — he was another story. He was making no effort at all to cover the miles of golden flesh bare to the night. The button and fly of his jeans were undone, parted dangerously into shadows — no boxer band, Ana noted with a mild sort of hysterical amusement. She had this weird image of him doing up the zipper and catching himself in the process. Mean, but satisfying considering he nearly suffocated her. She was also wondering if that was all it took for a quick roll in the tall grasses. It certainly explained why the girl was wearing a skirt. Easy access. Yet it annoyed her. Why weren’t they doing the horizontal tango in a bed? Weren’t they afraid of inviting ants to the picnic? She shuddered at the thought of all the creepy crawlies making their way into the girl’s dark cave.
    A hand appeared in front of her face. Long fingers snapped inches from her nose. Ana started at the unwarranted intrusion.
    “What?” she snapped, following the hand up the arm to the amused eyes watching her.
    “ Would you like me to drop them?”
    It took her a moment to decipher his meaning , which was emphasized by the thumbs he hooked into the waistband of his jeans. The realization smacked her so hard she didn’t know what to say for a moment as the stiff material was slowly drawn downward.
    “ No! Stop!” she cried a little too quickly. “What … Why … I wasn’t … I didn’t see…”
    Shut up , Ana! her brain pleaded, already packing up to dessert her in her moment of utter humiliation.
    The hottest sounding chuckle she’d ever heard in her life spilled from the full, firm curves of his mouth. Fingers that belonged on an artist lifted and forked through waves of absolute ebony. Thick strands tumbled over eyes the gold of melted honey. They watched her with an intensity that made her stomach muscles flutter. He lowered his hand and rubbed the shadows darkening his jaw. Ana could hear the faint scratchy sound the bristles made under his palm. He placed his thumb on his bottom lip and grinned around it at her.
    God if it didn’t do strange and unacceptable things to her.
    “ Easy, tigress,” he drawled in a tone dripping with dark, manly sexiness. “All that blushing can’t be good for circulation, or my self-control.”
    “Get off my property!” she blurted, furious with herself for having nothing wittier to throw back at him. “You shouldn’t be here, doing … that with her !” The second it was out, she wanted to suck it back in and then claw herself a hole to China.
    Her companion’s leer stretched into an incredibly smug expression. His teeth weren’t even, she noted stupidly. It was a strange sort of relief that something about him was flawed, because his face wasn’t and his body really wasn’t. His incisors were pushed out a little further than the others, overlapping the teeth between his incisors and his front teeth. It should