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MARINA
I jogged down the stairs in my sneakers to meet Colton, breathless. I’d washed up and changed into a pair of jeggings so my bare thighs wouldn’t stick to the saddle and threw some sunscreen on. Audrey had warned me about the high-altitude sunburns, and that was the last thing I needed in wedding photos.
I couldn’t wait to go horseback riding. Actually, I couldn’t wait to spend more time with Colton. Yeah, he’d made it clear he was done with the physical portion of our time together. I’d come right out and said it, and he hadn’t contradicted me. He hadn’t thrown me down on the counter to smear frosting all over my body and lick it off. But I would swear he’d wanted to. I’d thought women were the ones to give mixed signals. He’d pulled back, that was obvious, but the way he look
