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Denali I have a smile on my face as I put away laundry that afternoon. I think it’s been there all day. Even Nolan notices. “You’re fun, momma,” he said after I spun him around for the fifteenth time. “I like when you’re happy.” I don’t even want to think about what’s made me so cheerful. Morning s*x with a lion? Check. Being watched over by a vigilant soldier who doesn’t give a damn about his personal comfort? Double-check. Knowing he’ll probably be there again tonight? Yeah, triple check. I can’t let him sleep out on the hill again. So what am I going to do? Let him in? Invite him to stay? The thought sends my heart skittering into overdrive. But what will I tell Nolan? How long before he gets attached? I find it fascinating that once again, my animal instincts didn’t alert m