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The sun was starting to set as Dylan killed the engine on the Mustang, this tiht

"This better?" He turned to Kara, as looking out over the beautiful scene laid before her They’d wound their way through a pine forest to a tiny, deserted beach Dylan had parked the car on the fringes of the sand, and right in front of the, peachy bands of shadow across the sea towards theht you’d like it" There was the tiniest suggestion of sness in his voice

Kara slanted her eyes at him, her eyebrows raised

"You think you knowto know you better every day, English," Dylan said softly With a slight change of tone, he added, "So, shall alk for a while?"

"Or I could just cli it hard to think about anything else right now

"You could There’s so around to open her door

Kara gave in gracefully, swinging herself out of the car "This better be good"

Dylan took her hand and led her towards the trees "We need to gather firewood"

"Firewood?"

He nodded "I’ Scouts and stuff?"’ Kara said "’Cause I have to tell you here and noas thrown out of the Girl Guides"

Dylan laughed, bending to gather sticks "Why does that not surprisewith the Scouts was frowned on, apparently"

Dylan whistled low "You’ve gotI’d joined the Scouts, back then"

"So why didn’t you?"

He sighed, and Kara felt hisher way "I guess we just weren’t a Scouting kind of farinned when he turned towards her, anxious to restore his good humour

"Thank God for that You don’t learn to kiss the way you do by being a good boy"

She stood on tiptoe to o back to the car yet?" she murmured when he let her up for air a few s in her arms "Soon Go dump this on the beach I’ll be there in a sec"

Kara frowned, resigned "You’re not expectingwhat? No" He dropped his voice "I’ht"

She was suddenly hot all over and co plan had been a great one, but sex by firelight was coh for her to set it aside, for the ather wood, Sailor Quickly"

Chapter Twenty-Four

When Dylan strolled out of the treeline five minutes later, it was all he could do not to drop all the wood he’d gathered