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The sound of her laugh clears away the expression on my face and replaces it with a smirk because this side of Brynn has to be my favorite so far.

Brynn is smart, beautiful, and giving. But this flirtatious, teasing side of her is the one I want to see every day that we're together until the trip ends.

She's comfortable with me for once, and unguarded. The tension between us seems to have dethawed since we got back into the jeep, heading back to my house to take care of something that has been building between us for days.

Something we both want.

"I'm sorry…" she says, squeezing my hand with a genuine smile. "I didn't mean to call your manhood into question. It's just that… all night…?"

"Have you ever watched me play an entire hockey game, Brynn?" I ask.

"No," she says, biting her plump lower lip softly.

I pull down my driveway, heading for the garage.

"Then coaxing me on without seeing my stamina on the ice was your first mistake. My endurance carries over from the ice into everything I do. If you were hoping for a quickie, you'll be sorely disappointed."

I glance over at her to see a glint in her eye.

"How sorely are we talking?" she asks.

"Sore enough that the ice packs in the freezer are finally going to be put to good use in the morning."

I pull into the garage and notice that the overhead lights are on.

We finally have power back, not that we'll need it tonight. Nothing could keep me from finding her, even in the pitch dark.

I'd follow her scent.

Honeysuckle and citrus… and a little bit of me.

Despite the ten other products she has in the shower, she's still been using my body wash, and I hope she doesn't stop. Every time she walks past me and I catch the scent of Blue Arctic Glacier, she smells like mine.

I kill the engine and then quickly open my door.

"Hold on," I tell her. "You've been on your feet all day. I'll help you down."

I walk around the front of the jeep and head straight for her door.

"Are you always this chivalrous before sex?" she asks.

I open her side of the jeep and reach down by her feet to grab her laptop bag, tossing it over my shoulder.

And then I take her hand in mine to pull her out of the jeep and over my shoulder to carry her in like a caveman.

"Is this what you had in mind?"

She giggles behind me as I make my way quickly into the house.

Little does she know, but I don't have a shred left of decency or chivalry in my body for her. I have no more self-control when it comes to Brynn.

I hope she likes it hard and rough because I don't plan on being gentle.

Brynn

It only takes us a few minutes of rushed hands and Seven's long strides to get us from the jeep to his bedroom.

As soon as we enter his room, his mouth is on mine. Every kiss he presses to my lips is tender but anxious, and I know the feeling.

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