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used to
making the trip if she ever hoped to get all her supplies for winter.
    On her way back to the boat, Julia saw Alex standing with
ten people. New arrivals for the party tonight she assumed. Her face flamed as
she thought of the things Maggie had told her. Was that why his aura was
blood-tinged? Although today there was a flicker of orange mixed with the
crimson. Then she mentally shook her head and made her way around the crowd.
She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that she hadn’t been able to
get his gifts out of her mind.
    Alex saw Julia coming down to her boat. She’d pulled her
hair into a ponytail. A few tendrils had escaped to frame her face. Her lithe
muscles strained from carrying a box of supplies. Her tight jeans cupped
perfect buttocks. Alex’s hands itched to hold them.
    Alex glanced at Suzanne and caught her eyes. “Take over,” he
mouthed. She nodded.
    He moved away from the ten new recruits. Mark and Suzanne
could handle them for a few moments. He simply couldn’t let this opportunity
pass. He wanted Julia with an intensity he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
The timing wasn’t right but he couldn’t stop himself. He had to know her
response to his gift basket.
    “Julia,” he called.
    She paused and turned, poised for flight. He knew he only
had a minute to connect before she left.
    “How are you?”
    “Busy.”
    “Could I help you with your supplies?”
    “I’ve got them, thanks.” She turned away from him.
    He moved into her path.
    “I hope I’ll see you at the party tonight.”
    “Parties aren’t really my thing. Thanks for the invitation
though.” Julia moved to step around Alex. He blocked her path.
    “Julia.”
    She looked up into his sky-blue eyes, eyes that blazed with
an intensity that called to her. Her cunt clenched and her face flamed as she
remembered his gifts. “What?” she asked.
    “Let me help you with that box.” He stepped forward and took
it from her. Then he turned toward her boat.
    “You know I really don’t want your help with anything,”
Julia said as she trailed behind him. “And I don’t need any more of your
gifts.”
    “Oh now that’s not very neighborly. You won’t survive the
winter without my help. You know that. Don’t fight me.”
    “Don’t act like we’re friends. You just want my grandfather’s
cabin and land.”
    Alex placed the box into the center of Julia’s boat. He
stood and turned to face her.
    His voice low and rough, he said, “The cabin is not all I
want.”
    Julia stumbled back a step. She hadn’t expected him to be so
blunt. No wonder everyone thought he was dangerous.
    “That’s not going to happen. I really don’t want anything to
do with you. You’ve destroyed Primeval Lake!”
    “No, I’ve just redefined primeval.”
    Julia frowned. “What do you mean?”
    “Primeval means raw, elemental, an original state. It
applies to feelings as well as nature. When’s the last time you let go? When’s
the last time you screamed while having sex? Have you ever? Have you ever
grabbed a man and kissed him just because you felt like it? Because that’s what
I want to feel—primeval emotions where there is no room for thought. Where
feeling takes over all my senses. Where I act, unconstrained by societal norms.
When I lived in the city, I couldn’t act like that. I always had to think about
how my actions were perceived. That’s part of the rules of living in society.
That’s why I’m creating a new society. Where people can explore their passions
and enjoy pleasure in whatever form it takes. That’s what I’m creating. The
lake is still primeval, just primeval of another kind.”
    “Where women get hurt.”
    “Only if they chose to, and not everyone here choses pain.
Besides, it is not just women, men too. Some men really like a little pain with
their pleasure. It’s all consensual, Julia. No one is hurt if they don’t want
to be, but some people—men and women—really like being on the