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Author: Kresley Cole

Eventually? How long, how long, how long?

Soon his touches turned less playful. His lips slanted over mine. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss into a thorough taking. . . .

Yet then he broke away.

“Why’d you stop?”

He levered himself to his feet, helping me up. “We have an appointment.” He brushed snow off my back, then adjusted his jacket to conceal his erection.

Hand in hand, we started on a path that meandered along the forest’s edge. “Where are we going?” We were heading away from the lodge, cresting a small rise.

“Patience, solnyshko.”

“What does sol-neesh-kah mean?”

“An endearment. You need to start learning Russian.”

I parted my lips. Why would I? Unless? Cool yo jets! Still, I was about to ask him to expand on his comment when I spotted a stable down the hill. The building was enormous, with red painted walls. Corrals flanked it. “Oh! Can we stop at the stable?”

“I suppose.”

As we neared, I said, “Am I going to get to pet a horse?” My eyes went wide. “I—can—hear—them, Máxim. I want to pet all the horses!”

He chuckled as he ushered me inside. “You heard them, did you?” The air smelled like oats and leather. “We’re going riding.”

“En serio?” I clapped my mittens.

“Look at your excitement. For my Katya, snow trumps a private jet. Horseback riding trumps jewelry. Singular creature.”

Pleasure still coursed through me whenever he called me his Katya.

“I don’t know how to ride, but I don’t care.” Laughing, I said, “Shove a helmet on me, Ruso—let’s do this.”

He was grinning. “We will go together. They ride Western here, so I’ll put you in my saddle.”

“Where are we headed? To an igloo? To the North Pole? To a place where St. Bernards serve brandy?”

He laughed, looping an arm around my waist. “Not far. I’ll give you a taste, or else your thighs will be sore all weekend.”

I quirked my brows. “Don’t hold back on my account. I’ve been riding you like Seabiscuit at least twice a day for over a week.”

The stable hand, a bearded older man, chose that moment to appear.

He cleared his throat, even more red-faced than I was. Oh, but he was leading the most striking chestnut horse! “What’s her name?” I crossed to pet her.

The man said, “Chestnut, ma’am.”

“Of course!” Love!

Máxim talked with the guy about the trail and some sights; I wasn’t listening, too busy petting the horse and crooning to her: “Poni bonita. Mi yegua castaña. Yegüita . . .” Pretty pony. My chestnut mare. Horsey.

Máxim turned to me. “Are you ready?” He grabbed my waist. “Up you go.” He lifted me, helping me into the saddle (which felt much higher up than I would’ve expected!), then mounted right behind me. Snug fit.

He put his arms around me, grasping the reins. With a click of his tongue, we started from the stable. I was officially riding a horse! I savored the scents—Máxim’s sandalwood, the leather of the saddle, the new-to-me smell of horsehair.

He directed Chestnut along a path, leading even deeper into the forest.

I stroked the horse’s mane, telling Máxim, “You’re really comfortable with this.”

“She’s a very gentle mare for a leisurely ride. At my estate in Russia, I have a stable full of spirited mounts. There are many horses to pet.”

Why tell me things like that? “And you have a closet full of blow-up dolls—by your own admission. Pervertido.”

He nipped my ear. “Smart-ass.”

“I can’t believe I’m on a horse. In Jack Frost’s hood.”

“You could almost make me enjoy winter again,” Máxim said. “Horseback riding and snow, two firsts of yours I get to claim. You claimed another of mine earlier.”

“How?”

“I was about to fight a stranger over a woman. I was very jealous when those men ogled you. I’ve never known jealousy like I continue to feel over you.”

My toes curled in my snow boots. “They look at every girl they pass the same way.”

“Not like that. And they have no idea what you’re like. If others knew the pleasure you bring a man, I’d spend all my days fighting over you.”

I was glad he couldn’t see the wide grin that spread over my face. “Well, I’m sure you’re going to be very popular with the women this weekend.”

“I’ll smile at them, and you’ll see how it’s different from how I smile at you.”

When a deer bounded across the path, I cried, “Oh, look! Admit it, you paid to have that deer run in front of us. Come clean.”

Sounding furious, he said, “I cued the deer ten minutes ago. What kind of outfit are they running?”

I burst out laughing, sinking back against him.

“I like hearing that sound. You laugh like you do everything else—wholeheartedly.” He rested one of his gloved hands high on my thigh, and I could have sworn the heat of his palm burned through our layers.

I was growing aroused for him, though this was not the time or the place. We were horseback riding! In snow! I adjusted my seat, which made it worse.

Yet then he tucked me even closer to him, and I felt the unmistakable outline of his erection.

“Ohhh.” I was about to schedule un cafecito for when we returned, but we emerged from the trees, coming upon a covered bridge. I’d never seen one up close. “Lindísimo! So cute!” The structure was small and narrow, stretching over a frozen creek. The roof had a coating of snow atop it, and the walls were roughhewn. “This is like a ride at Disney World! Are we going inside?”

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