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| Feeling ridiculously awkward, Sasha glared at Ashton. Then her nose began to twitch when a smell so vile she could hardly stand it began stinging her nostrils. |

| "Whatever am I smelling, Ashton?" she said, screwing her face up into a frown as she leaned away from him. "Why, you smell like a pig!" |

| She rose from him, holding her nose as she stared incredulously down at him. |

| He got up from the floor and deliberately stepped closer to her so that she could get a better whiff of him. "Why, sweet darlin', I thought you would like my new cologne," he teased, a smile tugging at his lips. "It's the only sort a man can find here in the outback." |

| Sasha took an unsteady step back from him, still holding her nose. "Stay away from me," she said. "You didn't come in here to get a cup of coffee. You came in here to torment me with thatthat horrid stench. It would serve you right if I never got the smell out of our cabin." |

| "It doesn't matter to me how this place smells or looks," Ashton grumbled. "You aren't going to let me spend enough time in it to care. If you recall, I spent the night outside beneath the stars." |

| "Only because you chose to," Sasha said, lifting her chin defensively. |

| "Only because you gave me no other choice," Ashton said, taking another step toward her. |

| The stench wafted more strongly toward Sasha. She choked on a cough as she placed her back to Ashton. Then she cringed when she felt his arms snaking around her waist, drawing her backside against the front of him. "Oh, no," she groaned. |

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