“Not a thing. I promised Annie, if she came back and ate she could give me my good luck charm tomorrow at the track.”
“You use a shoe for good luck?” He wondered what size it was. “Where do you put it?”
Her eyes wouldn’t quite meet his. “It’s small. It’s just something I keep in my pocket. No big deal.”
More secrets. What could she possibly be hiding that was so important to her? He quickly reviewed her resume in his mind and came up blank. This definitely required more research.
“Won’t you get in trouble, taking one of the contestants out to dinner?”
He had to hand it to her. She’d mastered the art of changing the subject. Unwilling to spoil the mood, he played along.
“Maybe. I thought about it. You did keep Annie this afternoon, and we haven’t done anything we aren’t supposed to. This has nothing to do with racing, so I don’t really see a problem. It’s just my way of paying you back.”
“Don’t worry about it. I still owe you a pair of shoes, remember?”
He laughed. “Oh yeah. I guess you’d better pay for dinner the next time.”
“Next time?”
*
Annie slept soundly in the backseat of the car like only the very young can do, with her head tilted over sideways. She snored lightly and drooled a little on her pink shirt. Morgan remembered falling asleep in her parents’ car many nights after going to the drive-in movies they loved.
The stars were brilliant diamonds in the darkened sky. All threat of rain had disappeared. A cool evening breeze caressed her skin and gave her a little shiver. Or was it the man?
She shut the car door quietly, careful not to wake the sleeping child. Tyler got out just as carefully and walked her up to the steps of the hauler.
“Thanks for dinner. I enjoyed it.” Astonishment filled her as she realized she really meant it. It had been lots of fun playing and laughing with both of them.
“You could’ve let up and let me win at skee ball, you know.”
She could hear the smile in his voice.
“Never.” She laughed, turning to smile up at him. “I wouldn’t be here if I let people win.” She poked him in the chest for emphasis. “Sir, that is a foreign concept in my world.”
Moonlight burnished his hair to russet gold. The light wind wrapped the scent of cinnamon and vanilla around her senses. His face bathed in the pale glow of light, she watched his eyes darken and heat.
He grasped her hand and pulled her close. Fire bloomed in her chest and spread low and deep. Her nipples became hard buds filled with anticipation.
This is wrong! You could lose everything! Her mind screamed at her to no avail. Her senses on autopilot, she leaned into him, standing on her toes to reach the full lips he offered.
Instinct loosed her primal need, washed away her logic, and filled her with the sharp claws of animal passion.
His arms came around her, stroking her back through her shirt, raising her against him, fanning the towering flames. Their lips met with frightening intensity, no hesitation on either part. Tongues danced, volcano hot, ready and willing, clashing together, turning both of them to molten lava.
She wrapped one arm around his neck, pulling him down to her, the other around his waist, fingers searching under his shirt for hot flesh, pulling him in close. She rubbed herself against him, fanatical in her desire.
His hands flowed hot down her back to cup her up tight and rock her against him. A moan slipped from her dampened lips.
Soul to soul, her inner beast recognized his own, lioness to lion, yearning to mate.
Dimly she heard the roar of a car engine. The flashing strobe of headlights covered them for an instant in blinding white light.
Surprise tore them apart. She felt bereft, cool air covering her body where scalding warmth had been. She stared at Tyler in shock as he stood, eyes wide, mouth half-open, gaping like a fish out of water.
He ran a trembling hand through his hair and looked around. She could see the
“You use a shoe for good luck?” He wondered what size it was. “Where do you put it?”
Her eyes wouldn’t quite meet his. “It’s small. It’s just something I keep in my pocket. No big deal.”
More secrets. What could she possibly be hiding that was so important to her? He quickly reviewed her resume in his mind and came up blank. This definitely required more research.
“Won’t you get in trouble, taking one of the contestants out to dinner?”
He had to hand it to her. She’d mastered the art of changing the subject. Unwilling to spoil the mood, he played along.
“Maybe. I thought about it. You did keep Annie this afternoon, and we haven’t done anything we aren’t supposed to. This has nothing to do with racing, so I don’t really see a problem. It’s just my way of paying you back.”
“Don’t worry about it. I still owe you a pair of shoes, remember?”
He laughed. “Oh yeah. I guess you’d better pay for dinner the next time.”
“Next time?”
*
Annie slept soundly in the backseat of the car like only the very young can do, with her head tilted over sideways. She snored lightly and drooled a little on her pink shirt. Morgan remembered falling asleep in her parents’ car many nights after going to the drive-in movies they loved.
The stars were brilliant diamonds in the darkened sky. All threat of rain had disappeared. A cool evening breeze caressed her skin and gave her a little shiver. Or was it the man?
She shut the car door quietly, careful not to wake the sleeping child. Tyler got out just as carefully and walked her up to the steps of the hauler.
“Thanks for dinner. I enjoyed it.” Astonishment filled her as she realized she really meant it. It had been lots of fun playing and laughing with both of them.
“You could’ve let up and let me win at skee ball, you know.”
She could hear the smile in his voice.
“Never.” She laughed, turning to smile up at him. “I wouldn’t be here if I let people win.” She poked him in the chest for emphasis. “Sir, that is a foreign concept in my world.”
Moonlight burnished his hair to russet gold. The light wind wrapped the scent of cinnamon and vanilla around her senses. His face bathed in the pale glow of light, she watched his eyes darken and heat.
He grasped her hand and pulled her close. Fire bloomed in her chest and spread low and deep. Her nipples became hard buds filled with anticipation.
This is wrong! You could lose everything! Her mind screamed at her to no avail. Her senses on autopilot, she leaned into him, standing on her toes to reach the full lips he offered.
Instinct loosed her primal need, washed away her logic, and filled her with the sharp claws of animal passion.
His arms came around her, stroking her back through her shirt, raising her against him, fanning the towering flames. Their lips met with frightening intensity, no hesitation on either part. Tongues danced, volcano hot, ready and willing, clashing together, turning both of them to molten lava.
She wrapped one arm around his neck, pulling him down to her, the other around his waist, fingers searching under his shirt for hot flesh, pulling him in close. She rubbed herself against him, fanatical in her desire.
His hands flowed hot down her back to cup her up tight and rock her against him. A moan slipped from her dampened lips.
Soul to soul, her inner beast recognized his own, lioness to lion, yearning to mate.
Dimly she heard the roar of a car engine. The flashing strobe of headlights covered them for an instant in blinding white light.
Surprise tore them apart. She felt bereft, cool air covering her body where scalding warmth had been. She stared at Tyler in shock as he stood, eyes wide, mouth half-open, gaping like a fish out of water.
He ran a trembling hand through his hair and looked around. She could see the
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