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handiwork and totally not at the sexy man stalking around it. His tall, proud physique, wide shoulders, and the rigid way he held himself spoke of a man with conviction. And those strong arms of his spoke of a man who knew what he was doing. Despite knowing better, Abigail was entirely too curious about what he could do with her.
    Redmond chuckled, exchanging another knowing look with Royce. It spoke of far more than they let on and they were doing a shitty job at hiding it from Abigail. She’d been there for a few minutes and she already knew that Royce and Redmond were plotting something. Now all that remained was to find out what exactly.
    But she had a feeling she would both love and hate this plan with equal measure.
 

CHAPTER THREE
    Ragnar
     
    After an animated and fun dinner, everyone seemed to wander off to do their own thing. Ragnar scooped up his notebook and stepped outside, finding a place farther off the grounds behind one of the old grain silos. Resting his back against the metal construction, he positioned himself so that he could see the sunset, enjoying the warmth of it on his cheeks.
    It really was an odd Idaho summer in that sense. Though he’d been just a kid when his family left, he’d never remembered things being quite as hot as they were now. As a fire investigator, he kept a close eye on weather patterns to help explain some of the anomalies he found on burn sites. He was the last one that needed to be told that the weather was acting wonky lately and it really added to the fire danger in the woods.
    Still, a part of him had to wonder if the temperature hadn’t been turned up when Abigail stepped out of that big old truck.
    Smirking to himself, he flipped through his notes and thumbed to where he left off earlier in the day. He scribbled down a map of the area as he remembered it, noting possible entrance and exit sites that were close to the narrow woodland roads, but his heart wasn’t in it. Every few minutes, despite trying to concentrate on what he was doing, his mind kept wandering over to the sexy Latina that had waltzed into his life.
    Don’t even start, he warned himself, though he knew damn well that he was going to regardless.
    Yes, she was blazing hot and yes his bear got all riled up as soon as he smelled her, let alone when he saw her, but that was no reason to get out of sorts about it, right? He was a professional! A firebear first, a werebear second, and a man third, in this instance. Or so he would like to believe. Despite his best intentions, that woman made him lick his lips and wonder how she tasted. He imagined honey and maybe a hint of cinnamon, probably because of her gorgeous skin.
    Growling to himself, he turned another page and tried to wrap his head around what he was supposed to be doing again.
    Soft footsteps wandered close to him and his ears pricked up. Inhaling, he could smell that heavenly scent of hers, sinking right into his core and claiming all of his attention. Spirits above, was there anything about her that wasn’t delicious?
    You’ve spent one dinner around her. Get a grip!
    But that wasn’t happening.
    “You don’t have to sneak around, you know,” he called impassively, keeping his eyes down. “I know you’re there.”
    Those shuffling steps came closer until Abigail was blocking out his light. He glanced up, giving her an expectant look.
    “Can I help you with anything?”
    “You tell me. You were the one calling for me,” she said with an amused twinkle in her big green eyes. “Mind if I take a seat?”
    “It’s a free corn field,” he remarked idly, though his heart started beating faster and a burst of adrenaline flooded his veins when she sat down next to him so close that their legs were almost touching.
    “I don’t think this has been a corn field for a real long time,” Abigail said, plucking a blade of grass that was decidedly un-corn-like and spinning it around between her fingers. “I can remember that