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Jefferson’s big, sweaty, thrusting body.
    Cheeks hot, she opened her eyes. Jefferson slid into the driver’s seat.
    “So?”
    “The power is out and it’s cold as hell out there and inside. We’ll be snowed in if this damn snow doesn’t stop soon.”
    A feeling of delight danced through her. It was difficult not to laugh out loud or at least grin! She cast a quick glance upwards. Someone up there must think it was time to give her a chance at happiness. Or at least a taste of bliss, Calder style.
    “There’s a fireplace in the cabin,” she reminded him. She went hot and then cold at the thought of lying naked and aroused in front of a roaring fire with Jefferson lying on top of her, between her legs, loving away all her emotional aches and pains.
    He squinted through the windshield. “Maybe we should go back while we can.”
    She fought back panic. “It took five hours to get here. God only knows how long it will take to get back. Why don’t we just go inside, start a fire, and get something to eat? I’m tired and hungry.” And desperate to be alone and snowbound with you.
    He sighed. “Okay.”
    She released her seatbelt and moved to open her door.
    His arm brushed against her breasts as he reached across her to place a hand on hers over the door handle. “It’s cold as hell and slippery out there. Stay here while I start a fire and get our stuff inside.”
    Very aware of his arm brushing against her body, she turned her head. His gray eyes were inches away. “It will go faster if I help carry our bags inside.”
    “Stay inside,” he said again, withdrew his arm, and got out.
    Enjoying the warmth of the SUV, she watched him make several trips to the cabin. She had seen how chivalrous he could be when he was in love, but he’d always tended to treat her like an old family friend instead of a woman he wanted or needed to play Sir Galahad with. So he could be a gentleman when it came to her. A smile touched her lips.
    Fifteen minutes later, he emerged from the cabin and opened her door. She turned off the engine, removed the keys, and was surprised when he placed his hands on her waist and lifted her down.
    She smiled at him. “Thanks.”
    “Be careful,” he said and turned away.
    She took a step, her right foot landed on a slick patch of snow and slid out from under her. “Jefferson!”
    He whirled around, slightly off balance, his arm shooting around her waist. “It’s all right. I’ve got you,” he said against her forehead.
    Heart hammering, she sighed and leaned against him, laughing weakly. “That was close.”
    “Too close. I told you it was slippery as hell out here.” He took a step back to balance himself. His foot hit a slick patch. He made a small sound of surprise, his arm tightened around her waist, and he lost his balance.
    She tried to steady him, but he was too big and heavy. He fell, taking her with him. He slammed onto the snow with her on top of him. “Damn! What more could possibly go wrong?” he demanded furiously.
    From where Sharde lay, sprawled between his legs, things were perfect. She lifted her head and looked down into his eyes, laughing.
    He frowned. “Exactly what amuses you about our present situation?”
    Her smile widened. “You’re awfully cute sprawled in the snow like a six-foot plus snowman.”
    His eyes danced with amusement and he laughed. “You’re nuts, Sharde.”
    “Yes,” she admitted, softening her voice. “About you.”
    “Same here, toots.”
    “No.” She touched his face. “I really meant that,” she whispered.
    He arched a brow. “So did I. You know I’m nuts about you.”
    To her delight, he clamped a hand on the back of her head, brought her mouth down to his, and brushed his lips against hers.
    At least, she later decided he’d only intended to brush his mouth against hers. But not one to waste opportunities, she parted her lips, touched the tip of her tongue to his, and planted a long, moist, hungry kiss against his