be
able to pull away from it. A chill ran across my skin and I blamed the summer
winds so that I wouldn’t have to admit to myself that it was his presence that
was affecting me.
“I’d better get the dogs inside. They need water and sleep.
After a walk like that, they are usually down for the majority of the night.”
Hunter rolled over and failed to push himself up. “Crap! I’m
too tired to move. You’ll have to go on without me, El. Save yourself.”
My laughter rolled out of me. “Stop being so damn dramatic.
You’ll feel better when we do it again tomorrow. It gets easier.”
Rolling on his back, he opened one eye at me. “No. No way. I
have a house to paint and I’m not even sure I’ll be able to pull that off.
Hell! I’ll be lucky to make it to my bed. It’s too far away.” He opened both
eyes and looked over at my bedroom window. “But, yours is closer. I might be
able to make it to that one.” Another wink.
I couldn’t stop the grin that spread across my face and I
could feel the heat reddening my cheeks. “That’s not going to happen, Hunter.”
He looked pained to be turned down. Reaching one arm up, he
said, “You can at least help me up, considering it was your treachery that did
this to me.”
He was such a big baby. I reached down to help him, but as
soon as his large hand wrapped around my wrist, I was pulled down on top of
him, our bodies colliding with each other and my legs falling open on either
side of him as I straddled his abdomen. I pushed up and moved the hair from my
face to find an odd expression on his.
His grin was crooked and charming when he said, “If you keep
ending up on top of me Miss James, I’m going to start believing you like me.”
And then I did something that completely went against my
character. I looked him directly in the eye, never letting go of his stare as I
lowered my body down and brushed my lips against his. It was heaven, like silk
across my lips and I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to run across mine,
allowing his taste to fill me, and his musky, woodsy scent to wrap itself
completely around me. I felt his hands move up my back just before his fingers
tangled themselves into my hair, pulling gently but trapping me against him. It
was like being pressed up against a wall of rock and I loved the feel of him
underneath me. It didn’t seem like he would ever let go, and I wasn’t sure
I wanted him to — until I heard a throat clearing behind us.
I jumped off Hunter and my butt hit the ground with a thud.
Slowly turning, I spotted a grimy pair of work boots attached to a dirty pair
of legs and even farther up I saw the murderous expression on my father’s face.
“Hi, Daddy.”
Hunter was frozen in place. His eyes glued on my father.
“Ellison. You need to go inside sweetheart and we’ll talk
about this in a minute. I’d like to have a word with Hunter, man to man, if you
don’t mind.
This wasn’t good. In fact, this was really bad. My daddy
still thought of me like I was 10 years old and he wasn’t too pleased when he
saw a man brush up against me, much less, me straddling a man in the front
yard. “Daddy, this isn’t what this looks like. We were just playing around.” I
stood up quickly and tried to move so that I was blocking my father’s view of
Hunter.
My father’s hands landed on my shoulders and his tired brown
eyes met mine. “Baby Girl, you need to head inside. I’m not going to kill the
boy, so stop looking like you’re trying to prevent a murder. I’m only going to talk
to him.”
I was scared, but I knew I had no choice but to go. I looked
at Hunter apologetically as I gathered the packs we’d thrown on the ground and
called the dogs to follow me inside. Once I was in the house, I wanted to peek
out the window to see what was going on, but I was afraid it would only piss
off my father more to see me spying.
Doing whatever I could to keep my mind off of it, I gave the
dogs food and water and watched
able to pull away from it. A chill ran across my skin and I blamed the summer
winds so that I wouldn’t have to admit to myself that it was his presence that
was affecting me.
“I’d better get the dogs inside. They need water and sleep.
After a walk like that, they are usually down for the majority of the night.”
Hunter rolled over and failed to push himself up. “Crap! I’m
too tired to move. You’ll have to go on without me, El. Save yourself.”
My laughter rolled out of me. “Stop being so damn dramatic.
You’ll feel better when we do it again tomorrow. It gets easier.”
Rolling on his back, he opened one eye at me. “No. No way. I
have a house to paint and I’m not even sure I’ll be able to pull that off.
Hell! I’ll be lucky to make it to my bed. It’s too far away.” He opened both
eyes and looked over at my bedroom window. “But, yours is closer. I might be
able to make it to that one.” Another wink.
I couldn’t stop the grin that spread across my face and I
could feel the heat reddening my cheeks. “That’s not going to happen, Hunter.”
He looked pained to be turned down. Reaching one arm up, he
said, “You can at least help me up, considering it was your treachery that did
this to me.”
He was such a big baby. I reached down to help him, but as
soon as his large hand wrapped around my wrist, I was pulled down on top of
him, our bodies colliding with each other and my legs falling open on either
side of him as I straddled his abdomen. I pushed up and moved the hair from my
face to find an odd expression on his.
His grin was crooked and charming when he said, “If you keep
ending up on top of me Miss James, I’m going to start believing you like me.”
And then I did something that completely went against my
character. I looked him directly in the eye, never letting go of his stare as I
lowered my body down and brushed my lips against his. It was heaven, like silk
across my lips and I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to run across mine,
allowing his taste to fill me, and his musky, woodsy scent to wrap itself
completely around me. I felt his hands move up my back just before his fingers
tangled themselves into my hair, pulling gently but trapping me against him. It
was like being pressed up against a wall of rock and I loved the feel of him
underneath me. It didn’t seem like he would ever let go, and I wasn’t sure
I wanted him to — until I heard a throat clearing behind us.
I jumped off Hunter and my butt hit the ground with a thud.
Slowly turning, I spotted a grimy pair of work boots attached to a dirty pair
of legs and even farther up I saw the murderous expression on my father’s face.
“Hi, Daddy.”
Hunter was frozen in place. His eyes glued on my father.
“Ellison. You need to go inside sweetheart and we’ll talk
about this in a minute. I’d like to have a word with Hunter, man to man, if you
don’t mind.
This wasn’t good. In fact, this was really bad. My daddy
still thought of me like I was 10 years old and he wasn’t too pleased when he
saw a man brush up against me, much less, me straddling a man in the front
yard. “Daddy, this isn’t what this looks like. We were just playing around.” I
stood up quickly and tried to move so that I was blocking my father’s view of
Hunter.
My father’s hands landed on my shoulders and his tired brown
eyes met mine. “Baby Girl, you need to head inside. I’m not going to kill the
boy, so stop looking like you’re trying to prevent a murder. I’m only going to talk
to him.”
I was scared, but I knew I had no choice but to go. I looked
at Hunter apologetically as I gathered the packs we’d thrown on the ground and
called the dogs to follow me inside. Once I was in the house, I wanted to peek
out the window to see what was going on, but I was afraid it would only piss
off my father more to see me spying.
Doing whatever I could to keep my mind off of it, I gave the
dogs food and water and watched
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