Chapter 8

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Chapter Eight An hour later, he’d washed off the grime, but hadn’t been able to wash off the sensation of their kiss. He could have taken himself in hand in the shower. Hell, he’d desperately wanted to. But not while the object of his desire was less than fifty feet away. He wasn’t that desperate. He’d changed into clean jeans and a t-shirt, and the rest of his crew began to wander into the great room, also freshly clean. It had been grueling work today, removing cedars from the river bottoms. Cedars were water hogs, and they squeezed out native vegetation that created ideal territory for hunting. They’d replanted with wildflower seeds and a dozen types of hardwood saplings. A century ago, the river bottoms had been full of hardwoods, but over time cedars had invaded. At Ben’s suggestion

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