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| "How else would you expect a person to react when someone grabs their ankles beneath the water?" she said in a rush. "And, Ashton, howhow dare you take such liberties with me beneath the water. Youyou touched my breasts!" |

| "I don't guess you would believe me if I said that none of this was planned, would you?" he asked. His heart pounded erratically as his eyes took in the sweet innocence of her face. Surely she was only pretending to be angry. |

| Ashton had been sidetracked more than once by the force of nature on this journey to his sheep station, but his need of Sasha was the most painful of all these experiences. He had dared to take that first kiss from her that day in Melbourne, and it had triggered in him a fire that would never be extinguished. He would never stop hungering for Sasha. Never. |

| "Are you saying that you did not know that I was bathing here?" she snapped. She tried not to be unnerved by the way he continued to look at her, with strange lights moving in the depths of his eyes. It was not so much that he was seeing more of her body than was decent. It was that he was there, so close, only a mere wondrous kiss away! |

| "You are the one who told everyone to wash in the river," she added quickly, lest he read her thoughts and know that he had won a victory over her that she did not want to give in to again. |

| A slow smile tugged at the corners of Ashton's lips as he looked slowly over her again. "But I believe my instructions were to keep your clothes on," he said, his eyes glittering dangerously. |

| "Am I to believe that you did not follow me and |

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