I
don’t want to do this over the phone.”
A few minutes later, he hung up. “Friday, one in the
afternoon. He flies in that morning.” Jackson paced again. “It’s going to drive
me crazy, imagining what Benner and Dusty were doing.” He pulled out a stack of
folded papers from his back pocket and sat on the corner of the table. “Here’s
what Abby found.” Jackson showed her the money going out of Dusty’s account,
then frowned at her. “What was this? Were they into something illegal together?
Was Benner scamming Dad?”
“Be sure to show Benner Theresa’s private eye invoice, see
if—”
“Uh uh.” He folded the papers and stuck them in his pocket.
“You’re comin’ with me.”
“To see Benner?” She hadn’t expected that.
He took her hands and pulled her out of the chair. “Yeah, to
see Benner.” He nodded toward the front door. “But first to turn that Closed sign, then to get hauled upstairs for a few hours.”
Rori couldn’t resist those sweet eyes, those full, sensual
lips that she could almost feel on her nipples and on the soft spots between
her legs. Pulses of heat beat down low, spiraling a muzzy compliance through
her whole body. Glancing at the time on the laptop, she nodded. “I’ve got an
hour and a half before—”
Jackson tugged her with him to the front door, flipped the
sign while she set the locks and turned off the lights.
“You’re gonna get me in trouble, cowboy.” This time, she
pulled him along with her to the back of the building and up the steps to her
apartment.
“I didn’t mention it, but trouble is my middle name.” He
said it so seriously, she stopped mid-stairway and turned to look at him.
The grin on his face needed kissing so badly, she ran the
rest of the way up the steps, hauling her willing bronc rider with her.
****
Four hours later, Rori stood at the front door of Cyber Wise
and said goodbye to her customers, an older farm couple who were looking for a
new computer system. She’d had lunch with the wife, Grace, a few times, and
they’d bonded quickly.
The woman waited inside until her husband walked out the
front door. “Rori, please don’t take this the wrong way, but you look tired. Is
everything okay?”
Rori wasn’t so much tired as she was afterglowing. The last
hours had been torturous, trying to concentrate on computers when all her mind
could focus on was the wild, amazing sex she and Jackson had had up in her
bedroom. And on the couch. And in the kitchen.
“I haven’t been getting enough sleep.” Two hours earlier,
when Grace had called from outside the locked front door, Rori had wrestled
into her clothes while showing Jackson where the back door and outside exit
were. Now, she was ready for a nap. Up all night with him the night before,
worn out by their afternoon delight.
“I’ve heard you’re getting to know Jackson Walker.” Grace
smiled, but Rori knew she was looking for some inside information.
Rori could feel her face heat. “I work for his company.”
“That’s not really an answer.” She looked outside where her
husband waited patiently for her in the hot sun. “I’ve got to run, but don’t
you worry about me spreading gossip.” Grace winked at her. “I’m just happy
you’re having some fun, finally.”
“Thanks.” She liked the woman, but dreaded the weeks and
months after Jackson left Red Creek when Grace and everyone else in town would
be looking at Rori with pity in their eyes. “I’ll call you when the computers
are ready to be installed.”
Grace left the building and walked down the street with her
husband.
Rori missed her own folks. They’d be back from vacation soon
to start getting prepared for the school year, and she’d make a trip to KC to
visit them. Her stomach rumbled. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast and as she
reached to lock the door, she spotted Jackson jogging across the street.
Where the hell did that man get his energy? She quickly
flipped the Closed sign
don’t want to do this over the phone.”
A few minutes later, he hung up. “Friday, one in the
afternoon. He flies in that morning.” Jackson paced again. “It’s going to drive
me crazy, imagining what Benner and Dusty were doing.” He pulled out a stack of
folded papers from his back pocket and sat on the corner of the table. “Here’s
what Abby found.” Jackson showed her the money going out of Dusty’s account,
then frowned at her. “What was this? Were they into something illegal together?
Was Benner scamming Dad?”
“Be sure to show Benner Theresa’s private eye invoice, see
if—”
“Uh uh.” He folded the papers and stuck them in his pocket.
“You’re comin’ with me.”
“To see Benner?” She hadn’t expected that.
He took her hands and pulled her out of the chair. “Yeah, to
see Benner.” He nodded toward the front door. “But first to turn that Closed sign, then to get hauled upstairs for a few hours.”
Rori couldn’t resist those sweet eyes, those full, sensual
lips that she could almost feel on her nipples and on the soft spots between
her legs. Pulses of heat beat down low, spiraling a muzzy compliance through
her whole body. Glancing at the time on the laptop, she nodded. “I’ve got an
hour and a half before—”
Jackson tugged her with him to the front door, flipped the
sign while she set the locks and turned off the lights.
“You’re gonna get me in trouble, cowboy.” This time, she
pulled him along with her to the back of the building and up the steps to her
apartment.
“I didn’t mention it, but trouble is my middle name.” He
said it so seriously, she stopped mid-stairway and turned to look at him.
The grin on his face needed kissing so badly, she ran the
rest of the way up the steps, hauling her willing bronc rider with her.
****
Four hours later, Rori stood at the front door of Cyber Wise
and said goodbye to her customers, an older farm couple who were looking for a
new computer system. She’d had lunch with the wife, Grace, a few times, and
they’d bonded quickly.
The woman waited inside until her husband walked out the
front door. “Rori, please don’t take this the wrong way, but you look tired. Is
everything okay?”
Rori wasn’t so much tired as she was afterglowing. The last
hours had been torturous, trying to concentrate on computers when all her mind
could focus on was the wild, amazing sex she and Jackson had had up in her
bedroom. And on the couch. And in the kitchen.
“I haven’t been getting enough sleep.” Two hours earlier,
when Grace had called from outside the locked front door, Rori had wrestled
into her clothes while showing Jackson where the back door and outside exit
were. Now, she was ready for a nap. Up all night with him the night before,
worn out by their afternoon delight.
“I’ve heard you’re getting to know Jackson Walker.” Grace
smiled, but Rori knew she was looking for some inside information.
Rori could feel her face heat. “I work for his company.”
“That’s not really an answer.” She looked outside where her
husband waited patiently for her in the hot sun. “I’ve got to run, but don’t
you worry about me spreading gossip.” Grace winked at her. “I’m just happy
you’re having some fun, finally.”
“Thanks.” She liked the woman, but dreaded the weeks and
months after Jackson left Red Creek when Grace and everyone else in town would
be looking at Rori with pity in their eyes. “I’ll call you when the computers
are ready to be installed.”
Grace left the building and walked down the street with her
husband.
Rori missed her own folks. They’d be back from vacation soon
to start getting prepared for the school year, and she’d make a trip to KC to
visit them. Her stomach rumbled. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast and as she
reached to lock the door, she spotted Jackson jogging across the street.
Where the hell did that man get his energy? She quickly
flipped the Closed sign
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