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outrageously flattering. Shite, I had it
bad for this girl. I felt like I had conjured her up and she’d
appeared.
    “Hi.” She smiled
sweetly and then introduced her friend. She looked amazing, all
sweaty and flushed. I imagined what I could do to her to make her
look that way. I tried not to stare, but her large blue eyes were
mesmerizing, as was the cute way she kept moving her bangs away,
inadvertently getting her face muddy--well I couldn’t keep my
bloody eyes off of her.
    What luck. Hot, smart,
active, and challenging. I hadn’t ever wanted someone like this.

Chapter 15
    Amy
    I thought I had
succeeded keeping my mind off Ryan, pushing him out of my thoughts
for the past thirty minutes, but I swear when I saw him in front of
me, I was sure I was hallucinating. What was wrong me? But when I
heard Cat’s sharp intake of breath and whisper, “Who is that
awesome looking dude, who is smiling at you like his favorite flavor
of ice cream?” I knew it wasn’t my imagination.
    Ryan was here and I was
a sweaty mess. Great. I tried to make myself more presentable, wiping
my face with the back of my hand.
    He came towards us, as
we were almost at the top of the hill. I introduced the two of them.
Thankfully Cat didn’t say anything out of line. She’s been known
to embarrass the hell out of Jamie, but she was gentler with me. Ryan
leaned towards me and used his thumb to wipe my cheek.
    “You have a big
streak of dirt on your face, Amy,” he said, gently smudging it
away. I looked at the back of my hand. I must have hit it against
some tree on the run because it was covered in mud. And now that mud
was on my face.
    Perfect, now sweaty and dirty.
    “Thank you,” I
said.
    Laughter bubbled from
Cat. “You um got some on your chin and nose too,” she added
mischievously. I could feel my face turning hot. I bet it was bright
pink, not only from the exertion but also from embarrassment.
    “I like you dirty,”
Ryan said smiling. It was at once sweet and naughty, but it was hard
to know exactly his meaning with the tone of voice he used. Maybe
both. I laughed, and lightly touched his bare chest, as if to push
him away. I couldn’t move my hand--I mean I could but I
didn’t want to. His chest was strong and perfectly sculpted. He
must work out all the time. I couldn’t help but start remembering
my dream--the way he was on top of me in my fantasy that morning,
thrusting into me until I exploded with desire.
    Cat cleared her throat
and I realized I’d probably had my hand on him longer than was
decent.
    “Hands to yourself
now,” Cat admonished. I shot her a wicked glare, but then laughed
as I realized Ryan was chuckling under his breath.
    “I was just steadying
myself after that race,” I added, smiling. I could feel the heat
rising to my face again and was happy Ryan wouldn’t be able to see
me blush through the flush of exercise.
    “Of course, and I was
happy to help,” he said, looking at me with that twinkle.
    Cat cleared her throat.
“I think I’ll wander over there for a minute to, um, meditate.”
She started walking towards the other side of the plateau, to the
beautiful sea view below.
    Ryan and I continued to
look at each other. He beamed again, that sweet yet cheeky grin, one
that I couldn’t get enough of.
    “Ryan, I’m really
looking forward to tonight.”
    He came closer. The
sweat on his chest had dried, and he smelled that amazing mix of
masculinity and deodorant. He leaned in closer and gave me a tender
kiss on the lips. On one hand, I didn’t want him to get too close
since I was still a mess, but on the other, I almost couldn’t stop
myself from jumping on him, wrapping my legs around him and letting
him have me right then, right there. Fortunately, he pulled back
slowly. The dirt that I thought I’d gotten off my face was now
dusting his nose. I laughed.
    “What?” he said. I
licked my thumb, and used it to wipe the smudge off his nose. He
grabbed my hand before it left his face,