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mind.
    All he wants is compassion for Shadow; not to possess but to be proud that she chose him.
    As she straightens up he takes his hand from her stomach.
    “There’s no, um, story to Nuke,” Shadow says like she knows the idea of the two of them together makes Talon’s skin crawl. “Nothing.”
    When she turns to him she tucks her feet in and holds her head high before flashing him a brilliant smile. Damn, she takes his breath away. The top is cut low and the sight of her skin and exposed neck makes him want her even more. Whatever the story is with Nuke it isn’t sexual.
    Then her hands are on his legs and she’s only a dozen inches away, studying him like he’s a puzzle. Below her furrowed brows her eyes watch as she feels the muscle in his arms. Shadow’s delicate and persistent touch works its way up over his shoulder.
    “You’re big,” she winces. “Sorry, that sounded stupid.”
    But he doesn’t let her pull away. He takes her wrist and puts her hand right back where it was.
    “Where I call home, I’m not considered all that big.”
    “I find that hard to believe.”
    Talon turns his head to the side, blocking access to his neck. As bad as he wants her, he’s not going there just yet. When he turns she’s even closer and he lets her touch his cheek as her mouth opens. The mere wisp of her lips over his is torment and he tears up a handful of grass she can’t see.
    Before he can come up with any plan to figure out how he’s blown it, her lips seal over his and he gives in as her fingers slide over his carotid. The vibration of her nails on his half-days stubble rams straight into his groin.
    I’m yours , Talon surrenders as her tongue tries his lips and he opens to meet her hot prying challenge with his own.
    Shadow straddles his thighs and he takes her hips but her hand tightens on his throat as she takes control, remaining in the dominant position above. Talon stops pulling and instead slips a hand under her snug tank, palm over her flat bare stomach, to show the distance between them is his choice, not hers.
    She seals the kiss around his tongue and yelps at the sound of metal crashing to the pavement. In what seems like an eternity he’s pinned her protectively to the grass, already certain it was an aluminum boat falling off a camper and not her sire come to kick his ass.
    “Talon!”
    Shadow’s hands fist his shirt and she has to be aware of his erection and every other part of his body holding her down. Her pounding heart and wide eyes say she was completely in to him when the boat fell.
    Then she laughs as Talon lets his head fall to hers, close to the warmth of fading fright on her cheeks.
    “I planned that,” he jokes. “To get you in my arms.”
    “You didn’t have to,” Shadow says.

Chapter Three

    Shadow looks up at the driver’s seat high above. After Talon hinted at the forest she reminded him he promised a look in the truck. So be it. Other than the old guys never having felt a female’s moods following her lead seems to be working.
    “Climb up,” he urges and she grabs the handle inside the door. Talon takes advantage of the moment to watch the shape of her ass. She favours her left leg but has no trouble getting into his seat. She sticks her feet out, coming far short of reaching the pedals as she runs her hands over the big wheel.
    “I can’t see a thing,” she cranes her neck up.
    “Watch your toes.” Talon shuts the door and lets himself in the passenger side. She’s already found the handle to release the driver’s seat and swung it around to face the sleeper cab.
    “You live in here?”
    “On longer trips.”
    He’s only on the seat for a moment before dropping to his knees and mirroring her approach to him. With his hands on her knees he watches her reaction. Her body language says she’s committed in contrast to her scent which betrays caution. Damned if she hasn’t changed both every couple of minutes. No wonder females are such a mystery.