several who’ve gone missing in the park. Some were located quickly, but others weren’t so lucky. Drowning seems to be the most common cause of death here, followed by heart attacks, and falls.” He let his hand slip from her back to clasp her fingers. “Others were never found at all.”
“I can imagine. Just thinking about setting out tomorrow to find Conrad – it’s going to be like looking for a needle in a haystack.”
“Don’t think like that, we’re going to use every means at our disposal to find him.”
“I know.” She pointed at a ribbon like strand of water. “What’s the name of that river?”
“It’s one of the tributaries of the Flathead, I think.”
“I’ve never seen water so blue. I have turquoise jewelry that color.” Jensen weaved her fingers with Clint’s. “Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?”
“Yes. I have.” Clint stopped and framed her face. “You.” He caressed the soft skin covering her cheekbones. “I’m so glad you’re here. Forgive me, but if I have to wait another second to do this, I’ll go mad.”
Jensen opened her mouth to protest, but the words were never spoken. Her heart seized, but she didn’t resist as his lips feathered to the corner of her mouth.
The moment expanded, Clint’s pulse thudding hard as he anticipated her moving from his embrace. When she didn’t, her shallow breathing still warming his skin, he moved the fraction necessary for his lips to graze hers. Gently. Soft. He was afraid she’d retreat, but when he saw her eyelids flicker close, he wanted to shout with joy. “Oh, baby,” he whispered, his lips brushing hers.
Excitement rushed through her veins. Aching for his touch, she felt her breast grow heavy. Liquid desire pooled between her thighs. Clint teased her mouth, kissing her softly, lightly sucking her lips until she clung to him, begging for more. Finally he deepened the kiss, tugging her tightly to him. As his tongue caressed hers, Jensen burned with a passion she’d tried to convince herself she could live without – but she was wrong. Sliding her hand up around his neck, she rejoiced when he sighed with pleasure. All coherency fled her mind. She could do nothing except taste, touch, and feel Clint.
From the moment she sealed her mouth to his, he was lost, totally captivated by the way she made him feel. With a hungry groan, he devoured her mouth, delving deep with a thirst he seldom quenched. Without a doubt, this woman could be the one who satisfied the inexplicable longing in his soul. Desperate to please her, Clint made love to her mouth – teasing, tempting. The moment she surrendered; he knew it. With the tiniest of sighs, she melted against him. This triumph stole his breath, so he moved his kiss from her mouth to the hollow of her throat, joy soaring through him as he felt the fluttering of her pulse beneath his lips. He skimmed up to nip the soft flesh beneath her ear, and his blood ran hot when she gasped softly. With passion pounding in his veins, he weaved his fingers through her hair to cradle her close, “I need you so much, Jensen. There’s nobody on God’s green earth I’d rather be with than you.”
Jensen felt the same way, but she couldn’t say so. Over the past few hours, she’d formulated a plan and she was going to try and stick to it. “You go to my head, Clint Wilder.”
“Do you know how much I want you?”
About half as much as she wanted him. “I’m here.”
“Yes. You’re here.” He couldn’t resist, he claimed her lips for another kiss, his tongue exploring hers as if he were searching for treasure. “With me. Lord, I want you.” He kissed her again. Deeply. Earnestly. “When are you going to let me love you?”
Jensen tensed up, almost unable to breathe. Could she do it? Was she brave enough? She opened her mouth and the words just came tumbling out. “Do you want to play a game?”
Clint was so desperate for her; he could barely think. “A game? I’m not sure. What do you mean?”
“Well…” Jensen held onto his wrists, her fingers pressing in so hard she could feel his pulse racing. “This isn’t a marriage proposal.”
Confused, Clint chuckled. “I’m glad. I’m not through wooing you yet.”
“Wooing?” she echoed, then took a deep steadying breath. “No, I mean – this would be for fun. We could play together.”
Clint grew suspicious. “What? Do you plan on disappearing on me