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“The summit of the mountain is 1.2 miles.” He waggles his brows.
“Babe, there are kids and tourists everywhere.”
“So? We’ll be discreet. Since when are you shy?”
“You’re insatiable.”
“I’m just making up for all of those long and lonely nights we spent apart.”
“But they did us good. I’m months away from graduation from UNM with a bachelor’s degree. You managed to create a truce between multiple clubs while making it profitable. And I finally figured out who I am now.”
“Who’s that,” he nibbled my ear.
“Yours.”
“I like that,” he growled, pulling my back down the trail toward our camping gear. It was a quarter mile down the mountain trail but at least downhill…
“River! What about the summit?”
“We can do that later, right now I need you…”
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