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Celsius out there, the mercury’s plummeting, and you’re wearing a T-shirt.”
“We’re indoors. There’s a fire. It’s warm.”
Was he nuts? “It’s warm here and now. But the sun’s going down. Soon as it sets, the temperature
will drop below freezing.”
“Not a prob. I have a sweater for when I go out.”
“A sweater?” One sweater? She had two jackets, an assortment of jumpers, three sweaters and a
cardigan—and those were just for a three-day trip.
“It’s enough.”
“You’re crazy.” Gorgeous, ridiculously sexy and crazy.
“You’re cold?”
“I’m always cold in winter.” God, she missed the sun-drenched days of summer.
“You know, in Canada we have a brilliant system for keeping warm.”
“Ducted heating. I know.”
“Actually, I was talking about sex.”
His answer was so unexpected she laughed out loud. “Sex, huh?” Dear Lord, she wanted to keep
warm with Garreth, Canadian style. For sure it would take her mind off Jackson’s imminent arrival—and
their checkered past. “Nope, sorry. We don’t have sex in Australia.”
He looked aghast. “Not even in the Blue Mountains?”
“Especially not in the Blue Mountains.”
He nodded gravely. “Ah. That’s a damn pity.”
“Don’t let it worry you. You’re going back to Toronto in a couple of weeks. I’m sure you’ll have
plenty of sex then—even if it is summer and there won’t be any need to keep warm.”
“Maybe, but I was hoping to have sex with you, here in the Blue Mountains.”
Again she laughed, enjoying his witty repartee. Enjoying it almost as much as she enjoyed the
tantalizing sparks that flickered between them. “Would you settle for a drink by the fireplace?”
He considered her question. “Depends which fireplace.”
“This one, right here.”
“How about the one in my room?”
She shook her head. “Nah. Too risky. I might have to fend off your heated kisses.” Yeah, right. If
anything, he’d be the one fending her off. The longer they chatted, the more appetizing his lips became.
He grinned devilishly. “No might about it. Another red wine?” He motioned to her empty glass before
signaling to a waiter.
She nodded and he ordered wine for her and a scotch for himself. “So, Rachel,” he said as soon as the
waiter had left, “what is it you do when you’re not seducing men into kissing you beside roaring fires?”
For a couple of seconds she hesitated to tell him. If he knew about her job, she’d lose some of her
anonymity. And if she were to entertain ideas about kissing Garreth beside the fire, she knew she’d have to
maintain that sense of them being strangers. A fling appealed no end. A brief affair with a stranger to take
the edge off before Jackson arrived. A little something to distract her from her obsessions about the man
she could never have.
A one-night stand.
Garreth was the perfect stranger. Gorgeous, charming and sexy to boot. He’d be a perfect distraction.
Exactly what she needed.
But then she forged ahead. She’d never see Garreth again after tonight. He lived on another continent.
What could it hurt to tell him a few things about herself?
Two men, one woman, one momentous dare
Triple Dare
© 2010 Lexxie Couper
Serious and determined, Joseph Hudson isn’t Australia’s businessman of the year for nothing. So now
he’s asking himself, how did he get himself lost on the side of a mountain in the Colorado Rockies—in the
middle of winter—with night fast approaching? Three simple words. I dare you.
Fear isn't in Rob Thorton's vocabulary. Life is for the taking, and Rob uses both hands. Challenging
his best mate to take an impromptu snowboarding trip to the U.S. is just the latest in a lifetime of dares.
Besides, he has an ulterior motive for the trip. And a plan…
Park Ranger Anna McCarthy knows what trouble looks like, and it’s written all over the two Aussies
she first encounters in the ski lodge. Instinct has her following them onto the mountain, and sure enough,
they end up needing her winter survival expertise. But not even her skills can stop her body from
responding to the sexy muscles she finds beneath their ski suits.
Stuck in a remote cabin until the storm passes, the temperatures rise until all bets are off. And a
double dare turns into a triple threat—to their hearts.
Warning: Contains lots of scorching boy-on-girl-on-boy action, a heroine who knows what she wants
and two sexy-arsed Australian heroes to really work up a sweat over. Oh, and a soul-deep love story with a
revelation that may make you cry.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Triple Dare:
“So, you’re the one with the money.”
Her question, delivered in the form of a statement, sent a rush of warmth to his face. He hated talking
about his money. True, he had a lot of it, a bloody lot of it, but it didn’t define him.
“And Rob is the one without the sense,” she finished, the smile on her lips curling wider. She titled
her head to the side, crossing her ankles in front of her. “Yeah, I can see that.”
Despite himself, Joseph grinned. His cock lurched again in his trousers, enjoying their tête-à-tête
almost as much as he was. He liked her dry wit. And her accent. A drawling caress of vowels and
consonants that made him wish she’d say his name.
“I guess I should ask your name,” he said, removing his own gloves and shoving them into his back
pocket. “I should at least know who to address the thank you card to.”
She laughed again, and Joseph decided there and then he could seriously become addicted to the soft,
throaty sound. “Anna McCarthy. Your local saver of lost Australian lunatics, yeah, that’s me.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “All Australian lunatics? Do you get many here?”
Her direct grey gaze leveled on his face, a small smile playing with her lips. Lips he wanted to kiss.
Soon. Real soon. “No, you’re my first. But depending how it goes tonight, I might have to find some more
to save.”
A low growl rumbled in Joseph’s chest at the idea of Anna McCarthy saving any other Australians but
himself. “Hmm,” he said, “I think you’ll find saving Aussies is an exhausting, sweaty business.”
She cocked her own eyebrow, the finely arched line of dark blonde hair moving up her forehead with
smooth ease. “Is it now? Then perhaps I should take it slow to start with? Saving too hard and too quickly
at this altitude could be hazardous to my health, is that what you’re saying?”
Pulse pounding in his ear, dick so hard he thought it was about to explode, he held her gaze with his
own. “Too hard and too fast definitely not the way to begin. Slowly, steadily. An exploration of the terrain,
followed by a well-executed penetration of the area, that’s the way to begin when saving an Aussie.”
Her lips parted and Joseph could see the ragged way she drew breath into her body. “Then after the
beginning it gets hard?”
He unzipped his jacket and shucked it off, placing it on the seat beside him as he took a step closer to
her. “It’s already hard. Very hard.”
She swallowed. “Hard is good. I’m always up for a challenge. It’s why I like saving Aussies so
much.”
“Glad to hear that,” Rob said, stepping into the cabin and swinging the door shut behind him. He
looked at them both over the armful of broken branches and twigs he held against his chest. “Wait. We’re
talking about sex, aren’t we?”
Anna held her breath, trying—in vain, she realized—to slow her heart rate down to something close to
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