filling me with his hot seed and
spinning me into a world where only he existed. Muscles distended,
chest gleaming, he shot every ounce of himself into me, his gaze like
a lance on my face.
At that moment, he was
everything. He’d given me his come, a place in his bed, and my
name. I couldn’t imagine the last twenty-four hours of life without
him.
“Now do you see how
beautiful you are?” he asked, lowering his slick body on top of
mine.
“I don’t know,” I
said, so breathless I could hardly speak. “You might have to show
me again later.”
He covered my shoulder
in kisses. “I can show you again in ten minutes. Maybe five.”
I smiled. “Showoff.”
“Is it showing off if
it’s natural ability?”
“Hm,” I said. “I’ll
have to get back to you on that.”
He raised his head and
grinned. “Make sure you do.”
Driving back to the
house with my heart still racing, I could hardly keep from staring at
him. He was amazing, passionate, intense – everything I wanted in a
man. I knew I shouldn’t be this happy, but I couldn’t help it.
After what I’d seen
in the mirror this morning, I had my suspicions and I wouldn’t
forget them. But I couldn’t be sure of anything in my life, now or
in the past.
Maybe ignorance really
was bliss, after all. If only I could learn to keep my curiosity in
check and my mouth firmly shut, two things I seemed to have a lot of
trouble with.
“Your detective
friend – did he mention anything else?” As soon as I said the
words, I wished I could take them back. Talk about a leading
question.
Drex parked and turned
off the truck. “Like what?”
“I don’t know,” I
said, shrugging. “Just wondering what he said, that’s all.”
Suddenly my mouth was very dry, and it wasn’t just the heat.
“Somebody saw you
walking down the street in town and called it in, but that’s it.
You’re lucky. If things had gone a different way…I don’t like
to think about it.” He opened his door but didn’t get out. I
could feel his eyes burning the side of my face. “Is there
something you want to tell me?”
“Um…” There were
so many things I wanted to confess. So many things that would drive
him away. Where would I start? Did he really want to know what I’d
done, and who I might be?
It didn’t matter. I
couldn’t risk losing the one person who was on my side.
“No,” I said.
“Nothing I can think of.”
But as we walked into
the house with Diesel trotting ahead of us, the trucker’s face was
all I could see. His small, angry, frightened eyes, his useless
attempts to yell around the gag. Stomach twisting with guilt, I
pushed the images from my mind. I wouldn’t think about it. I
couldn’t undo it, but I could pretend it had never happened. Not
that pretending would really make it go away.
First I’d been
desperate to remember. Today, I was desperate to forget.
CHAPTER TEN
I could get used to
this.
Jane and I were in
Chimayo’s best clothing store, which wasn’t saying much. But
sitting outside of a dressing room watching Jane’s sexy bare feet
under a curtain as she stepped in and out of skirts, shorts, and
jeans – that was saying a whole lot.
The store specialized
in cowboy boots, denim, and cheap flowered dresses that grabbed
Jane’s curves and didn’t let go. Who needed high fashion when you
had hips like that? When you had breasts that had never needed a bra
and probably never would?
Shopping was definitely
not my thing, especially for myself. But I sat outside her dressing
room for an hour like it was five minutes. Jane in nothing, Jane in
everything, Jane in cowboy boots and short skirts – it didn’t
matter. She looked heart-shattering in all of it.
If only I understood
her hold over me. Maybe it was how she had to live for the moment. Or
the erection-inducing combination of vulnerability and nerve that
made me want to strip her naked and hear her beg for another
earth-splitting orgasm.
Her face lit up every
time she
spinning me into a world where only he existed. Muscles distended,
chest gleaming, he shot every ounce of himself into me, his gaze like
a lance on my face.
At that moment, he was
everything. He’d given me his come, a place in his bed, and my
name. I couldn’t imagine the last twenty-four hours of life without
him.
“Now do you see how
beautiful you are?” he asked, lowering his slick body on top of
mine.
“I don’t know,” I
said, so breathless I could hardly speak. “You might have to show
me again later.”
He covered my shoulder
in kisses. “I can show you again in ten minutes. Maybe five.”
I smiled. “Showoff.”
“Is it showing off if
it’s natural ability?”
“Hm,” I said. “I’ll
have to get back to you on that.”
He raised his head and
grinned. “Make sure you do.”
Driving back to the
house with my heart still racing, I could hardly keep from staring at
him. He was amazing, passionate, intense – everything I wanted in a
man. I knew I shouldn’t be this happy, but I couldn’t help it.
After what I’d seen
in the mirror this morning, I had my suspicions and I wouldn’t
forget them. But I couldn’t be sure of anything in my life, now or
in the past.
Maybe ignorance really
was bliss, after all. If only I could learn to keep my curiosity in
check and my mouth firmly shut, two things I seemed to have a lot of
trouble with.
“Your detective
friend – did he mention anything else?” As soon as I said the
words, I wished I could take them back. Talk about a leading
question.
Drex parked and turned
off the truck. “Like what?”
“I don’t know,” I
said, shrugging. “Just wondering what he said, that’s all.”
Suddenly my mouth was very dry, and it wasn’t just the heat.
“Somebody saw you
walking down the street in town and called it in, but that’s it.
You’re lucky. If things had gone a different way…I don’t like
to think about it.” He opened his door but didn’t get out. I
could feel his eyes burning the side of my face. “Is there
something you want to tell me?”
“Um…” There were
so many things I wanted to confess. So many things that would drive
him away. Where would I start? Did he really want to know what I’d
done, and who I might be?
It didn’t matter. I
couldn’t risk losing the one person who was on my side.
“No,” I said.
“Nothing I can think of.”
But as we walked into
the house with Diesel trotting ahead of us, the trucker’s face was
all I could see. His small, angry, frightened eyes, his useless
attempts to yell around the gag. Stomach twisting with guilt, I
pushed the images from my mind. I wouldn’t think about it. I
couldn’t undo it, but I could pretend it had never happened. Not
that pretending would really make it go away.
First I’d been
desperate to remember. Today, I was desperate to forget.
CHAPTER TEN
I could get used to
this.
Jane and I were in
Chimayo’s best clothing store, which wasn’t saying much. But
sitting outside of a dressing room watching Jane’s sexy bare feet
under a curtain as she stepped in and out of skirts, shorts, and
jeans – that was saying a whole lot.
The store specialized
in cowboy boots, denim, and cheap flowered dresses that grabbed
Jane’s curves and didn’t let go. Who needed high fashion when you
had hips like that? When you had breasts that had never needed a bra
and probably never would?
Shopping was definitely
not my thing, especially for myself. But I sat outside her dressing
room for an hour like it was five minutes. Jane in nothing, Jane in
everything, Jane in cowboy boots and short skirts – it didn’t
matter. She looked heart-shattering in all of it.
If only I understood
her hold over me. Maybe it was how she had to live for the moment. Or
the erection-inducing combination of vulnerability and nerve that
made me want to strip her naked and hear her beg for another
earth-splitting orgasm.
Her face lit up every
time she
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