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The smile came over his face like a thin copper wire strung across two poles. It was entirely the most frightening leering grin a person can contort his face to make. And I shuddered in his presence just as a spark of electric current conducted down my spine.
The grapefruit juice dribbled down my chin in a sticky river. I cherished the flavors of tang and honey and heaven all encapsuled in tender bites of fruit. It was the most delicious thing I'd eaten in years.
The cowboy hunched down over the neck of the horse and shaded sunlight from his eyes by tipping his hat lower. He was silhouetted against a vast landscape. And somehow that made him all the more fearsome. I couldn't see his gaze, but I'm sure lust glimmered in his eyes.