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but it’s not in her nature. As a scientist, she’s a person of facts and figures. She’s never been a fan of wishy-washy people, either a thing was something or it wasn’t. For Sofie, there was no in-between.
    “Be seeing you then, I guess.” He keeps his eyes trained on hers, and there’s a softness in his tone that makes her stomach do a back-flip.
    This guy really knows how to work his magic , she thinks. He’s probably well-versed in how women react to him. I won’t be just another girl that falls at his feet. I’ve got to retain at least a little dignity. “Maybe.” She shrugs, like she really couldn’t care less and takes a deep breath before she brushes past him.
    She can feel the heat coming off of his body in waves, and she wonders if she imagines it, or if he really does dip his head down and smell the back of her neck as she passes by him. The feeling sends a little thrill of excitement down her spine, but she doesn’t turn around. She knows that a man like that is dangerous. He’s not the kind of guy that I’d bring home to introduce to my parents. That’s if they were still around.
    As Sofie pounds the trail, attacking the downhill, putting all her energy into getting back to the motel as fast as she can, she can’t keep her mind off of the mystery man. As she moved past him, she had noticed his smell. It was a delicious manliness mixed with something else, something fresh like grass. The heady mixture had invaded her senses and made her want to jump him right there and then. Finn must have been right , she thinks, shaking her head. I really am desperate to get some .
    She gets back to the motel in record time, spurred on by her own frustration. She takes in deep breaths, trying to recover from her workout as she turns the shower on to full blast. She stands underneath it, letting the cool water pound against her head and shoulders. She can’t help but think about the man that made her feel more alive than she had in a long time.
    Her body is still buzzing from their closeness. She reaches her hand down over her slick stomach, down over the thin line of hair between her legs, and she touches herself. She’s already wet from their encounter, and she only has to dip her finger between her folds to feel her excitement building. She thinks about the way his blue eyes stared down at her, and she taps her clit, shivering deliciously at the feeling. She begins to rub more insistently, feeling the hard nub, tracing tight circles around her clit. It doesn’t take long before she gasps, as her orgasm soaks her fingers with her own wetness.
    When she realizes what she’s just done and who she’d been thinking about, she wonders how this guy has managed to get under her skin so easily. She wasn’t someone that was prudish about touching herself; she’d choose a home-grown orgasm over meaningless sex any day of the week. However, it had been a long time since she’d masturbated to the thought of someone real, someone who had been standing opposite her less than a half hour before.
    It’s only when she’s brushing out her wet hair that she remembers the beautiful man had said he was rock climbing. If that was true, then where the hell was all his equipment?
     

CHAPTER THREE
    After a day of collecting samples the three experts were exhausted, which meant there was only one thing to do. It was time to head to the bar.
    “Hey, Sofe, you coming?” Finn asks, as his friend continues pouring over her microscope.
    “Hmmm? Yeah, I’ll catch up with you. I just want to take another look at some of these,” she says, without even looking up.
    “Suit yourself, but you know the rules…last one to the bar picks up the tab.” Finn throws a look over his shoulder before he leaves the room, but she doesn’t react. She’s too busy staring down her scope.
    She doesn’t even hear the door close behind him. There are too many thoughts spinning around her head. She picks up another rock sample from the site