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cel in his body scream in protest at the thought of waiting.
    He watched as Robyn removed three avalanche monitors from the shelf and set them to the same frequency, checking the blinking lights to be sure they
    worked.
    “No way, Keil. Oh man, you know I hate wearing those things. Tel her I don’t have to,” TJ whined.
    Robyn held out the devices to the men, her eyebrow rising at the sight of TJ pul ing back and hiding his hands behind his back.
    “I hate them.”
    Robyn’s shrug said she didn’t care what he thought as she stepped up to him, slipped the strap over his neck and fastened the waist belt. She reached up
    and patted TJ’s pouting cheek while she batted her eyes and gave him an evil grin.
    “I feel like a dog with a col ar.”
    Robyn snorted and turned to make sure Keil wore his monitor correctly.
    “I do this for a living, Robyn, you’l get no complaints from me.” Keil reached and adjusted the straps around her waist, unkinking a section of elastic to
    make it lie flat against her body.
    His fingers traced along the straps smoothing over her torso, and his heartbeat increased at the feel of her under his hands. He looked up and saw her
    watching him. She swal owed hard, and her tongue darted out to moisten her bottom lip.
    “It’l feel better if it’s even under your coat.” Keil’s hands paused for a moment touching the tops of her hipbones. She was halfway into the embrace of his
    arms, and he wanted nothing more than to complete the move and pul her to him. To feel her pressed along his whole torso. To lower his mouth to hers
    and taste her.
    She shifted as he leaned closer, temptation pul ing him, her eyes drawing him like a magnet. Closer her mouth came as he reached farther around her

    body with his hands to caress over her back.
    A sudden sharp pain shot through his left buttock, shoving him hard into Robyn’s body as they careened backward toward the table.
    “What the—?” Keil roared as he grasped Robyn and swung her around to avoid crushing her.
    Behind them TJ threw gear left and right as he dug through his pack. His ski poles were tucked under his arm, extended backward, and every move he
    made shot the pointed tips in their direction.
    “You bloody fool!” Keil attempted to grab the moving poles but they kept dancing out of reach. A sudden extra enthusiastic twist by TJ forced the poles
    hard toward them.
    Keil pushed Robyn to the side as he shouted, “TJ, freeze!”
    The solid thunk of the ski tip spearing into the wood table final y pul ed TJ away from his rummaging to look closer at them.
    Robyn and Keil stood side by side, the ski pole quivering as it jutted into the room from between their hips. TJ’s innocent expression was beyond
    irritating.
    “What?”
    “TJ, you’re a menace to everyone around you.” Keil growled as he yanked the offending pole out and held it to his brother.
    “How did that get there?”
    Keil twisted toward Robyn and, placing a hand on her shoulder, made sure she could see his lips move.
    “Is there an appropriate sign to tel my younger brother that he’s a shithead and if he doesn’t watch it, I’l tie him to the outhouse with a short leash?”
    Robyn made a show of turning to face TJ and shaking her arms. Then she slowly raised her hand and flipped TJ her middle finger.
    “Yeah,” Keil said, “I thought that should about cover it.”

    They skied single file down the lake, Robyn fol owing Keil as he broke trail. He insisted on going first and Robyn fought back a laugh. He was very much
    like Tad, refusing to let anyone work harder than him.
    Stil , it gave her time to let her mind wander as she simply fol owed the ridges he left in the snow. While everything she’d been told this morning seemed to
    be impossible, the proof of TJ’s change into his wolf form made it clear that this wasn’t some practical joke they were trying to put by her.
    There was also the matter of her instant attraction to the large male striding in front