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Don't think of the kiss It's too late My eyes go to his full lips, and I recall what it was like having him on top of ht I had with one, boiled alive under his intensity

"Do you understand?" he whispers

I nod, not trustingan ar etting harder to ignore

The horses head away fro the foothills of the mountains

"The answer to your question from earlier is nay," he says for my ears only

"What question?" I reply

"This is your ho in my power to show you that" His hand slides to ainst his hips "You belong to Black Moon Draw You belong to me"

"So we're back to that," I e somehow to keep my tone even My pulse races and I'th and heat, the width of the hand on es et our deal already?"

He says nothing

Thethe foothills towards a break in the ht's voice is almost too quiet for me to hear "My o to Jackie, who leads the procession, followed by other men whose faces are conveniently hidden by their ani through ht is a wily enemy"

"Do you have a plan?" I ask

"Do not leave my side I fear he speaks the truth about the ar at the other end of the pass"

He has no weapons, yet I feel safer in his arms than I ever have inme ride with you"

"You are mine You would ride with me either way"

I roll ht It sends a thrill through lance at my hand reveals another note from LF

Post-Fire Swa one of my favorite movies of all time, The Princess Bride

"They're after er"