Wolf Kisses
“You ladies must be Cheraza, Christa, and Stephanie. I’m Traker Jakes. We were getting worried about you. I hope the trip wasn’t too difficult.”
He still held Anne’s hand. His palm was rough, his skin dry and warm. She knew hers was starting to sweat. “No. Just long,” she said, slipping her fingers free of his light grasp. “I’m Cheraza, but everyone calls me Anne; that’s my sister, Christa, and our friend Stephanie.”
Steph crawled out of the backseat, looking deliciously rumpled. Anne just looked rumpled, but she’d learned not to let it bother her. Too much.
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