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Chapter 4 Stranded(Part 2)
the molten heat of Hunter's predatory stare. Squaring my sh
w masculinity he exuded, I wasn't about to lose my head so easily. I'd always prided myself on
ed my earlier words to Hunter
trying to project. The weight of his stare appraised me as if I were a fascinating new species o
rcurrent I couldn't quite read. Was it mutual intrigue? Thinly veiled hostility? Some p
off. Hunter's expression hardened again as he turned back toward the windsh
t yet strangely invigorated too. What was it about Hunter Westbrook that
the uncomfortable silence. "Listen up, folks. I just got word that no tow truck
d. "We ain't got no other choice but to ride it out here 'til the worst of th
oss the aisle. "We're going to be trapped here al
er said gruffly. "But unless any of y'all want to test your lu
of rain pounding against the bus in wind-whipped sheets. The hair on the back o
again. Against my better judgment, some intense gravitational pull dragged my gaze
me with unmistakable intent. A hint of something feral sharpened
om the inside out despite the chill of the storm. Hunter's powerful body was practic
seeking part of me...wante
n't even recognize myself anymore because of how easily
wander any farther down that dangerous path, I tried re
of control. Our circumstances were bad enough without me getting lost in some weird, inappropri
and taunting like liquid velvet caressing m
ception of his? Swallowing hard, I risked another glance at him to fin
g through my head just from looking at him. And worst of all, he seemed to be relishing
cross the back of the seat in a blatant display of unadulterated male dominance
irst from the outrageous tension. Gathering myself,
ough...I can't help wondering what it'll be like spending the
nt of the elephant in the room - the pure, unapologetic heat simmering be
into a gravelly baritone that had sparks dancing across my skin.
wing there'd be no mistaking his clear insinuation. Something
ght into the heart of that raging, primal undertow with this fascinating
ld soon be swept away for good once I saw the fu
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