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.Dev, in a dry shirt and jeans, grinned. I can t go very far, but I lltry. She got to her knees and straddled the sleeping bag. That s aboutit. Great, Leslie muttered, twisting around in the bag, rockingagainst the inside of Dev s thighs before finally managing to knee hersoundly in the crotch. Omph, Dev grunted. Glad you don t have much range ofmotion in there.Could be dangerous out here. Leslie couldn t help it, she laughed. Shut up, Devon, and get inhere. Dev stared. What? What was your plan? Leslie inquired evenly. That I shouldsleep in the sleeping bag, all nice and cozy, while you lie on the outsideand freeze? Well, I hadn t exactly intended the freezing part. Just get in here. Leslie pulled back the flap and turned on herside to give Dev as much room as possible. Do you think the roof willhold up in this rain? The torrent outside continued and gave no indication of lettingup. It s good gear.We ought to stay dry. Dev turned out the lanternand then inched her way down into the sleeping bag, trying not to slideher body along Leslie s.When she was all the way in, they faced oneanother awkwardly with nowhere to comfortably place their knees andelbows.Dev blew out a breath. The only way this is going to work isif one of us lies on her back and the other sleeps half on top.So, top orbottom? Leslie couldn t see Dev s face in the dark, but she thought sheheard amusement in her tone.Tightly, she said, Top. Works for me. Dev curved one arm behind Leslie s neck andshoulders, settled onto her back, and pulled Leslie down into the curveof her body.Leslie s head nestled on her shoulder, with Leslie s torso" 155 " RADCLYfFEand one leg partially on top of her body.Dev took a minute to adjustto the unfamiliar and yet completely natural feel of Leslie lying in herarms.Then she whispered, Okay? Perfect, Leslie said sarcastically.She was fairly certain that Devdidn t realize just how much she meant exactly what she said." 156 " WHEN DREAMS TREMBLECHAPTER EIGHTEENre you sleeping? Leslie whispered.A No. Dev shifted carefully and resettled Leslie s headagainst her shoulder.She didn t feel tired, and even if she were, shedoubted she would sleep.Being cocooned with Leslie had ramped herevery sense to high alert.The smell of Leslie s hair, the tickle of Leslie sbreath against her neck, the soft weight of Leslie s breasts molded toher side Dev felt as if she were underwater again, only this time shewas immersed in Leslie, and drowning was a welcome pleasure.Herbody was vibrating, and she wondered why Leslie couldn t feel it. Cold? Leslie unconsciously pressed closer, wrapping an armaround Dev s middle. No.You? Uh-uh.Toasty. Leslie lay angled onto Dev s left side, her cheekagainst Dev s chest, above her heart.Dev s heartbeat, slow and steady,was a soothing counterpoint to the flurry of rain on the tent.Leslie hadnever been this intimate with a friend, and rarely with a lover.She andRachel barely had time to have sex.They weren t into lounging in bed.Dev s body was solid, heavier than Rachel s; her hand where it restedlightly on Leslie s back was larger, her legs thicker with muscle.Leslieflushed with a body memory of Dev kissing her on the bench by thelake, the weight of her pinning her down, Dev s mouth on her barestomach, moving lower.Oh, God, don t go there.Not with her so close.Leslie focused on something safer the storm. It s still coming downout there. We re probably in for another twelve hou " 157 " RADCLYfFESomewhere close, very close, a crack like a rifle shot was followedby a thud that shook the ground beneath them.Leslie flinched and,unconsciously trying to shield Dev, flung her arm over Dev s face at thesame time as Dev pulled Leslie s head into the protective curve of herneck.After long tense seconds, Leslie started to breathe again. I guess if you hear it, it didn t fall on you, Leslie murmured.Her heart was pounding, but she sensed none of the rapid irregularitythat usually preceded one of her light-headed episodes.She was justplain damn scared. I should ve gotten to you sooner.We re like sittingducks out here. Dev laughed. The ducks are doing a lot better than we are rightnow.Besides, when we talked this morning everything was calm andclear. She rested her cheek against the top of Leslie s head. You cameas soon as you could, and you shouldn t have come at all. Leslie poked Dev in the stomach. Don t start that again.I didn tdo anything you wouldn t have done. Actually, you did, Dev said. I couldn t have gotten that boatthis far.I m not that good. Pleased, Leslie traced her fingertips along the open collar of Dev sshirt, just skimming the warm skin beneath. I practically grew uparound boats.I ve been piloting one since I was tall enough to see overthe steering wheel.When I was younger, I loved the speed. Yeah, I seem to recall that while you were tearing up the water,I was tearing up the road on my bike. Leslie heard a wistful note in her voice. Do you ride anymore? No, the road shock really plays hell with my hip. I didn t realize it was a problem now, Leslie said quietly.Sheknew Dev had been badly injured, but she didn t know the preciseextent.How could she? She d never tried to find out back then, andhadn t asked recently.Still blocking it out, still running.God, what acoward. You don t limp.I never realized it still bothered you. It doesn t, most of the time
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