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He cupped her chin, spoke her naht slap across her face

Still nothing Time to move on to step two

“I’ to undress you,” he told her “Get you out of those wet clothes Okay?”

Shehe couldn’t understand It didn’t matter If he left her like this, wet and chilled, she’d die

Working quickly, he looped an arm around her shoulders Sat her up Her head fell forward; her face tucked itself against his throat, just as when he’d found her on the mountain Her breath was soft and warh him

Just a natural reaction, he told himself, what happened when air fanned over your skin

He slipped his hand under the back of her T-shirt, pushed the wet fabric up as far as it would go Her skin was cold, alainst his palm

It was not a good sign

He should have gotten her into dry clothes right away instead of wasting preciousthis kind of responsibility

Quickly but carefully, he shifted her in his arms, sat her up, held her there when she started to slip back against the couch cushions He worked the T-shirt up over her belly The skin there was slightly warood The natural instinct of a healthy body was to keep vital organs warm

The skin there was sistered soetting her out of the wet shirt, but he are of it Just part of his head taking inventory of her condition, he told hied the drenched cotton up and over her breasts

Getting her ared the shirt over her head and tossed it aside

And, damn, she was beautiful

No bra, which he’d already figured Uptilted nipples, which he’d figured, as well But not their color Delicate Pale An innocent pink

A lie Nothing about her was innocent

Jesse knotted his jaw, dragged his eyes fro the her out of that shirt

Wrong

The jeans closed with two sh to open because the denih the buttonholes and undid the zipper

She made a little sound A murmur He looked at her face just in time to see her eyelids flicker