One Night with Her Brooding Bodyguard by Cara Colter

Author:Cara Colter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-06-09T13:41:23+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

THREE DAYS LATER Lancaster scrambled over a slippery rock and turned to help Sophie. But this was what he needed to remember about her: despite that veneer of sophistication she now had, she was still a young woman who had been born and raised in wild country not unlike what he was taking her through.

They were following a trickle of a brook through a narrow, deeply shaded canyon. There was a bit of a trail, neglected, and covered in slick, fallen leaves. It was obstructed, regularly, by toppled trees and huge boulders.

Many other people, including men, might have decided at the first creek crossing that a day’s fishing was not worth the fight through the rugged canyon.

But Sophie came over that rock with the agility of a mountain goat. She was breathing hard and laughing. He tucked his hand away before she even realized he’d offered it.

“Are your feet holding out okay?” he asked her.

She balanced on one leg, on the top of that slippery rock, and wagged a foot at him. It was clad in a sturdy hiking boot.

“Never better,” she said.

One false move and she was going to topple a good six feet off that rock and probably keep going into the creek below.

He bit his tongue to keep from telling her to get both her feet underneath her. She was not one of his men to give orders to, and she would probably do handstands on top of that slippery surface to drive home that point to him.

She tucked the foot she had been wagging at him up against her thigh, creating a triangle. Then she stretched her hands way up over her head, pressed the palms together and drew them to her heart and closed her eyes.

She was doing yoga!

His breath caught in his throat at the contrast she had unwittingly created: feminine softness and suppleness against the hard, unyielding surface of the rock. Then, she wobbled, making him take a quick step toward her. Before he reached her, she let go of her pose and landed perfectly on both feet.

She couldn’t be doing yoga on a fishing trip! The picture she had just created reminded him a little too strongly of her goddess qualities the other night. But again, if he said anything, she’d probably torment him with yoga poses for the rest of the day.

She smiled at him, and hopped down off the rock. To him, Sophie seemed at home in some way that she had not been since she arrived on Havenhurst. The deeper they moved into the woods away from the road, the happier she appeared, as if that super sophisticated outfit she had been wearing the day she got off the plane was a disguise, some sort of mask that hid who she really was.

But Sophie being who she really was, Lancaster told himself sternly, was not necessarily a good thing. Sophie was a beauty at any time. But, today, hair plaited in a thick braid, no makeup, a ball cap, sturdy boots, a pair of shapeless hiking pants and a plaid shirt, she looked better than ever.

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