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maybe a little pissed as she kept glancing out at the snow.
    She had a pretty face. It was washed clean this morning and, under all the makeup, it was rather sweet. Round and cherub-like, with long eyelashes and full, pink lips.
    When she’d walked out of the bedroom this morning, fresh faced and sleepy, she’d almost appeared vulnerable. Was that why she covered it up with the war paint? To make her appear harder?
    “You’re looking at me again.” She tucked a wavy strand of black hair—now down from the braids—behind her ear.
    “Yeah. Sorry about that.” But he wasn’t. He couldn’t look away and had no intention of doing so. What could looking hurt? Even if he couldn’t touch. She managed to look innocent, sexy and fun all at the same time.
    “You know, Chase.” She cleared her throat and slid off the bed, closing the distance between them. “We’re going to be stuck here for a while, with this big, bad snowstorm outside.”
    The blood started pounding through his veins the closer she got. Then she was right next to him, yet not quite touching him.
    She was petite and, when he looked down, he was staring at the curve of her breasts. The sweet smell of patchouli oil reached his nose. She was so exotic, so different from any woman he’d ever desired before.
    She licked her lips. “What are we going to do to keep busy?”
    Bend you over the couch, pull down your panties and fuck you senseless. He bit his tongue before he could say the actual words.
    “How about breakfast?” he suggested instead.
    He saw the flash of dismay in her gaze and wished things could have been different. Because how nice would it be to go away for a supposed weekend alone and wind up with some sex kitten who clearly wanted to bounce the bed springs with him?
    She finally nodded and sighed. “Breakfast it is. Do you need me to cook?”
    His brows drew together. “Why, are you any good?”
    “Honey, I’m great.” She winked and sauntered past him.
    Christ. He thrust a hand through his hair and shook his head. She couldn’t keep walking around in the cabin wearing just that. His willpower was only so strong. She didn’t seem too bothered by him though.
    He followed her into the kitchen where she was swinging open the fridge door.
    “You’ve got eggs, milk, butter…” She turned around to look at him, her eyes shiny as she bit her lip. “Do you have flour and sugar? I’m thinking crepes.”
    “Yeah, in the bottom cupboard on the right.” She knew how to make crepes?
    Nikki bent down and tugged open the cupboard. The shirt rose above her waist, exposing blue lace panties with pirate skulls on them. The lacy edges rode high on each ass cheek, leaving little to the imagination.
    How the hell pirate skulls could be sexy was beyond him. All he knew was he had a raging hard-on now, and his Boy Scout honor was going down the tube.
    “Nikki. How the fuck could my brother send you up and not want to come too?” The words ripped from him.
    She stood, flour and sugar bin in hand. “What? What do I have to do with your brother?”
    The fog of desire that was clouding his thoughts lifted for a moment.
    “Everything if you’re his girlfriend.”
    “Girlfriend?” Nikki laughed and gave him a sideways look as she pried the lid off the flour. “Honey, I wouldn’t date that lazy ass for a million bucks—no offense, him being your brother and all. He’s dating my roommate.”

Chapter Four
    Chase blinked. Then blinked again. Justin wasn’t her boyfriend? The shock of her words dissipated, and the green light symbol blinked in his head.
    Warning: curves ahead, proceed with caution.
    Nikki started measuring out the flour. “You didn’t think—oh!”
    He was already behind her, sliding his hands around her waist and pulling her firmly against him. His lips grazed the nape of her neck.
    She gasped and pressed her ass against the crotch of his jeans. “I thought you weren’t interested.”
    “I thought you were Justin’s