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.Unfortunately, her notebook that she needed was then firmly planted under the naked behind of a vivacious brunette with soft, subtle curves.Her notebook that she needed also got a sprinkling of sexual body fluids too—like she needed that to happen.Sahara shook the thought from her mind.She was still the virgin of the family—in so many ways and for some reason her sister and the rest of her family never really let her forget.The only person who felt the need to harp on her virginal sexual state was her sister, Kallie.Sahara, for the life of her, couldn’t figure out why Kallie cared so much.It wasn’t Kallie’s body so what the heck did she care if it had seen sex or not?Sahara forced her attention back to the hot man in front of her just as another man joined him.“This is Parker.He will be functioning as an active guide as well, so he’ll be there to answer questions and see that you all are okay.Let’s go outside.I’m going to do a quick roll call and after I call your name please get on the motor coach.”They all filed out the office area and waited in a group.She couldn’t help but try to stay in the front.Being shorter she always tried to stay up front so she could see what was going on, but the more people filed out the more she got pushed to the back.Eventually she had to walk down to the end of the group and stand on the sidelines so she could see.“Stacey Nash.” He looked up from his clipboard.“That’s me, gorgeous, sexy, at your service,” she laughed.“Get on the bus,” he mumbled as he put a check mark on the paper he was looking at.“Nikita Taylor.”“Nikki,” she said.“I’m with Stacey.We do everything together” she smiled.Her tone held a hint of something sexual to the “everything” part of her words.Whatever it was, maybe Sahara was just over thinking things because Cody didn’t seem to notice.He just kept doing what he did.“On the bus,” he motioned with his head and the bubbly blond nearly hopped onto the bus.“Riley Smith.”“That’s me,” he said.“Sit next to me on the bus doll,” he winked at her before getting on the bus.She rolled her eyes again.The thought occurred to her that Cody had missed her name.She came in before Stacey and Nikki, but after Riley so her name should have been called already.Then again, there were others still standing there too.“Donald and Shell Baker.”“That’s us.Father and son,” the short built like a football player man said.“I’m Don and he’s Shell—my all-state wrestling champ.” He wrapped his arm around Shell and gave him a male bonding one arm hug.“Dad, stop that.”“On the bus,” Cody said and Sahara would swear she saw the hint of a smile on his face.As quickly as she saw the hint of a smile it was gone.“Misty Hill.”“That’s me,” the red haired green eyed woman stepped forward.Her hair was cut short in one of those trendy pixie cuts and due to her barely five foot frame she looked like a fairy who should be off with Tinkerbelle except she was very athletically built like she worked out a lot or hiked a lot—maybe a bit of both.“Julian and Debbie Dawson.”“That’s us,” the skinny man took hold of his wife’s hand.He had blond hair that looked like it was natural while his wife had raven hair cut to shoulder length.Sahara would estimate them to be in their early forties, but she couldn’t be sure.They were probably like her parents, the adventurer kind who liked to go out and take extreme vacations together—or not.This wasn’t an extreme trip so they probably weren’t into that.Maybe they just liked hiking together.“Georgia Tate.”“That’s me,” she raised her hand and walked toward the motor coach.Georgia had black hair with strands of silver throughout.Sahara found her hair pretty, and her darker skin looked great with the color mixture.The oval shape to her eyes and the darkness of them made her that much more attractive.She was definitely a runner.She looked like a woman who ran marathons.Her body was that of a runner and Sahara was sure she wasn’t mistaken in that because she had a couple friends who were hardcore marathon runners and trained all year, every day, and they looked a lot like that—lean muscle tone and beautiful.Maybe she should take up running.She wasn’t out of shape by any means.She worked out quite frequently, but she didn’t look anything like the women on board that motor coach.“Jackson Duvall.”“Jack,” the skinny guy with the wireframe glasses and mousey brown hair took his place on the bus too.“What about me?” Sahara looked at Cody and Parker.She definitely should have been called by now.She was sure she signed in before at least half of those people.“Go on board Parker.” Cody told the other guide.“You’re Sahara Daniels right?”“Yes,” she nodded.She watched as he checked his list.She knew she signed in…at least she was fairly sure she did.No, she was one hundred percent positive she did.Unless she signed in on the wrong list and then she could honestly say her adventure was quickly becoming a misadventure.“Oh yeah, there you are.” He tapped his pen on the clipboard.“On you go,” he gestured and she quickly boarded the bus.She was happy to see there was a seat still up front that was free because she didn’t want to sit next to Riley at all.She took the window seat up front behind the driver.Cody had gone back inside to drop off the list and then he boarded the bus too.“You’re in my seat,” he said to her.“Sorry.”“You can sit back here, Sahara!” Riley called to her.God she did not want to have to sit next to that guy.“Take my seat,” Parker said.“I’ll share with Cody.” He got up from the front seat near the door and took the window seat where she had been sitting while she took the seat directly across from them [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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