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But truth be told, she didn’t mind being snuggled like this in his arms. It was full dark out now and here in the middle of nowhere the blackness seemed to cut them off from everyone. As if they were on their own planet. But she wasn’t scared at all. A. No way he was a cold-blooded killer. The man might be cranky, but there was grief in his dark eyes. There was a story here. She’d just pursue it later. His faded sweatshirt was soft and hugged his firm chest. He smelled clean and crisp, slightly of oil, but with just the right amount of musky man sweat.

A mixed breed. ” He drank from the flask again. ” He glared at her. Whoa. Touchy subject. ” It seemed ludicrous now, wearing his parka, eating his food, to accuse him of drug trafficking. She just wasn’t capable of being objective when it came to him. Or maybe she wouldn’t ever be capable. “Which one? The drugs? ” He snorted. ” If he only knew. ” “I’m not a reporter. I’m the hostess of a cable show called Travel in Style. ” He blinked. ” “Yes. ” He rubbed a palm across his beard. “So, what? ” She cringed.

Part malamute, part something else. A mixed breed. ” He drank from the flask again. ” He glared at her. Whoa. Touchy subject. ” It seemed ludicrous now, wearing his parka, eating his food, to accuse him of drug trafficking. She just wasn’t capable of being objective when it came to him. Or maybe she wouldn’t ever be capable. “Which one? The drugs? ” He snorted. ” If he only knew. ” “I’m not a reporter. I’m the hostess of a cable show called Travel in Style. ” He blinked. ” “Yes. ” He rubbed a palm across his beard.

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