Landry's Law by Kelsey Roberts Page A

even considered his nipples an erogenous zone until that second.
    He only wished that she was taller, then he might have had the exquisite pleasure of feeling her body pressed against his. Instead, he settled for forcing one leg between hers.
    Savannah moaned softly into his mouth. He could actually feel her need and desire and it further pushed him toward a premature release. Something that hadn’t occurred since his teens.
    She slipped her hands around his naked torso as their lips remained locked together, their tongues exploring, testing and exciting. When her hands laced behind his head, Seth was treated to the feel of her breasts being pressed against his flesh.
    He felt hard nipples and soft roundness.
    Then he felt himself do the unimaginable.
    His body wracked and convulsed against her hip. He was mortified.
    But Savannah had a different reaction than what hehad expected. She deepened the kiss, turning it into something sweet and profound instead of passionate and needy. It was almost as if she was silently thanking him for being unable to control his own body.
    “Oh, my heavens!”
    Seth and Savannah jumped apart at the sound of Olive’s voice. She was standing in the still-open doorway, holding a basket. Her expression was a blend of surprise and pleasure. Seth knew there was no way to gracefully explain why he was holding Savannah in the living room and he was sure he looked as guilty as Savannah did.
    So far, this day was turning out to be a lot like his teen years. “I’m going to take a shower,” he said, then made a hasty exit into the bedroom.
    “Well, well,” Olive said as she came in and started to unload freshly baked muffins. “I never would have put you together with Seth Landry.”
    “We’re not together,” Savannah insisted, mostly for herself.
    Olive turned and gave her one of those yeah-right looks. Savannah relented slightly. “It was just one kiss,” she promised her friend.
    “One kiss?” Olive snorted. “I…um, watched for a moment before I made my presence known.”
    Savannah felt her cheeks heat with a blush at the mere thought that Olive had witnessed—what?
    She placed a small jar of her homemade preserves on the counter. “And our sheriff has quite a body, doesn’t he?”
    Savannah’s eyes grew wide. “Olive!”
    “Well,” the older woman said. “I may be old and crippled with arthritis, but I know a washboard stomach when I see it.”
    Despite her embarrassment, Savannah had to agree. The memory of feeling hard muscle beneath her palms was too fresh in her mind. As was the incredible intensity of the kiss itself. No man had ever kissed her like that. And certainly no man had ever shown her the depth of his desire in the way Seth had. For the first time in years, she felt both want and wanted.
    Once she heard the shower running, Savannah gave a wicked smile to Olive. “Definitely has a great body.”
    Appearing pleased, Olive sat down in one of the kitchen chairs and asked for some coffee. Savannah poured cups for them both, then started a new pot before she joined Olive at the table.
    Olive was the closest thing to a mother figure in her life, and Lord knew Savannah was feeling too many conflicting emotions. She needed a sounding board. “I think I’m losing my mind,” she admitted to Olive.
    “Why?”
    Savannah took a fortifying breath. “Seth and me? There can’t be a future in that.”
    “Why not?” Olive asked sincerely. “He’s handsome, smart, and he’s a Landry. Seems to me the only problem you have is keeping Ruthie Nestor away from him.”
    Savannah’s heart plummeted into her stomach. “He’s dating Ruthie?”
    Olive gave and emphatic shake of her head. “No, Ruthie has had her hopes set on Seth since they were in high school together. As far as I know, that hasn’t changed. Especially since Seth helps her out with that horrible child she has.”
    “Cal?”
    “Cal the criminal,” Olive corrected. “I had to ban him from the shop