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Carly smiled down at her beautiful trout. Let’s see Henderson top that. Then she looked up at Steve. Net in one hand, frying pan in the other. He was so damn cute she couldn’t stand it.
She kissed him hard.
For a moment he didn’t respond.
Then he wrapped an arm about her so fiercely that he knocked the breath clean out of her.
She pulled back enough to mumble, “You lose that fish and you’re a dead man.”
With one hand, he pressed his fist wrapped around the handle of the net into her butt.
Then he was devouring her.
The heavy frying pan splashed into the water and clunked down on the rocky riverbed. That freed a magnificently strong arm to wrap around her shoulders. He held her so tightly that she couldn’t have escaped if she wanted to.
And she definitely didn’t want to.
She di
