Instant Temptation by Jill Shalvis

our close and dear friend?”

    “What? He’s going to comfort her.”

    “Not to mention,” Katie went on, “that the whole getting-scared scenario sounds like some cheesy made-up Penthouse ‘Forum’ fantasy.”

    Stone smiled wickedly. “Honey, those things aren’t made up.”

    Jesus. TJ stood up. “You’re all insane.” He shoved his fingers through his hair. “No one knows better than us exactly how dangerous it can get out there.” Hadn’t they just brought up Sam? “Things pop up, where nothing short of experience will save you.” And Harley was far shorter on experience than Sam had been.

    “You know,” Cam said, watching him. “You could just tell her the truth. That you have a thing for her. Maybe she’d want you to go with her.”

    Yeah, that’s not going to happen.

    Annie stood up and gave TJ a long look that had him bracing for a lecture or a smack to the back of his head as she came close. One never knew with her. Instead, she pulled him in for a hard, tight hug that he endured with a sigh.

    “We think you want out of here because we’re all so disgustingly happy,” she said.

    “Well, you have the disgusting part right.”

    “Oh, TJ.” She pressed her face to the crook of his neck and squeezed him tight, adding a little sniff that terrorized him.

    “Annie,” he said helplessly. “I’m fine. I’m glad you’re all happy. You all deserve it. Christ, please don’t cry.”

    “It’s the baby,” she said, muffled against him. “Not-Abigail makes me feel like crying.”

    “Okay,” TJ said, carefully pulling free. “I get that you’ve all decided that love is the path to go, just don’t expect me to follow.”

    Annie eyed him. “You’re laughing at love?”

    “Yes.”

    His aunt shook her head. “You know you just tempted fate right? Dangled a carrot in front of that bitch karma?”

    TJ patted Not-Abigail. “You have way too many hormones going on. Listen, I get that you’re all in a different place than me, but I like my place just fine.”

    When he left the office, there was a beat of silence.

    “Idiot,” Stone said affectionately.

    “And to think,” Cam said thoughtfully. “I always thought he was the smart one.”

    CHAPTER 5

    TJ was hiking down Weststar, the video footage for their new client safe in his pack, eyeing the wall of dark clouds coming over the east summit, when he saw the figure far below. He stepped to the edge of the cliff for a better look, surprised because he’d been out there for three hours and hadn’t seen another soul. As always, his breath caught at the sight of the jagged Sierras sprawled out in front of him. To the north, the land carved upward past the tree line to ancient granite peaks, to the south flowed the Squaw River.

    In between were glassy alpine lakes, weather-beaten slopes, and colorful meadows, as far as the eye could see. The sun filtered through the clouds and a thick umbrella of pine branches, creating dappled and lacy patterns at his feet, but something about the person far below had him pulling out his binoculars. When he focused in on shiny blond hair and a sweet, curvy body, he went still.

    Harley.

    She was on a trail below him to the southwest, several miles away, heading toward the western entrance to Desolation Wilderness.

    A day early.

    Harley had just passed the trailhead marker for the entrance into Desolation when she heard a series of familiar yet eerie yips.

    Coyotes.

    She checked her GPS. Seemed as if some of her blue group were on the move. The yelping didn’t signify a hunt like sharp barks would have, nor was it a territorial howl of “I am claiming my area.”
    Nope, the loud, mischievous yelping usually meant some sort of play amongst a pack.

    Still, she made certain to make plenty of noise as she walked. She didn’t want to surprise them. Tipping her head back, she eyed the dark clouds gathering and churning to the east. The air was still midday hot and unusually damp, and