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| his lips fully into hers to silence him. She kissed him with passion, sucking in a wild breath of ecstasy when he eased her down to the floor and crept a hand up the skirt of her dress, caressing that part of her that became inflamed so easily with need of him. |

| Her hands moved down the wide breadth of his chest and to his buttocks, reveling in the feel of the tightness of his muscles through the kangaroo-hide fabric of his breeches. Brazenly, her hands wandered on around and touched the bulge in front, and she realized by its size that he was awakened, again, with need of her. |

| Sasha slipped her lips from his, looking seductively up into his violet eyes. "Oh, Ashton, aren't we shameful to want to do this again so soon?" she teased. |

| "However you describe" he began, but his words were cut short by the sound of voices shouting outside the cabin. |

| "What the?" Ashton sprang away from Sasha, to his feet. He grabbed his gunbelt and fastened it around his waist. |

| Sasha scrambled to her feet, smoothing her hands down the skirt of her dress to straighten it. "That's Crispin and Rufus," she said, eyeing the door speculatively. She could hear the desperation and fear in their voices. What came to mind sent her heart into a tailspin. |

| "Oh, Ashton, what if they've found Lightning?" she cried, grasping hard onto Ashton's arm. "They probably found herdead!" |

| Ashton gripped Sasha by the shoulders and eased |

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