him, still too
tense for his liking. “It’s more of a dull brown. I’m not much of a shopper,
but I spend a small fortune on hair care. I have a thirty-eight-year-old figure
and my butt is big.”
What the fuck? Where’d his hot derby babe go all of a
sudden? To him, she was the sexiest woman alive. They were stopped at a red
light, giving him enough time to look across the truck cab at her.
“Samantha, you are beautiful.”
“If I disagree on your judgment what’ll happen?”
“If you disagree, it’s my job to make sure you know how
special you are to me. I don’t care about what makes you blonde or whether you
shop or how much makeup you wear. You are mine.”
“Should I be afraid of you?”
“Are you?”
“No, I wouldn’t have agreed to go home with you if I was.”
“Remember, no matter what happens when we’re together, you
have the ultimate control. Negotiation is always open, even if it’s a matter of
changing your safe word or claiming a headache.”
The light changed and they were soon making their way back
to Boston. Traffic was sparse, snow was falling fast and it’d probably be wise
to turn back and go to her place. But they were already on the highway and
plows had made the road passable.
“If I have a headache what happens then?” Samantha asked a
couple minutes later.
“I’ll take care of you until it passes. Same goes if you get
sick. I’m an excellent nurse.”
“Don’t be too nice, I might fall in love with you.”
“I assure you, I can be your safe place to fall if you let
me catch you. What’s really going on here, Samantha?”
“I’m panicking a little. I’m sorry. You’re so beautiful and
young and everything a woman could hope for.”
“I want you too,” Taran insisted. “You know that, don’t
you?”
“Yes. In all honesty, I’ve wanted you from the moment you
walked into the precinct with another woman draped on your arm. At the time, I
was so jealous I had to grab a cup of coffee to avoid saying or doing something
brash.”
“She was a bitch. I’m sorry I hurt you, doll. I should’ve
realized.”
“You couldn’t have known how I’d felt. I buried it and when
my chance with you came, I flipped out and pushed you away. I’m the one who
should apologize. I guess I’ve never really seen myself as attractive until you
looked at me.”
“We both flipped out a little,” he admitted.
“Subconsciously, I think I wasn’t ready to see you until I’d proven to myself
that I could support a woman such as you.”
“You were preparing for the bar. It was little wonder you
weren’t interested.”
“I always thought you were beautiful. Ethan told me he’d
kick my ass if I dared flirt with you and not mean it.”
“Maybe everything happens for a reason and this is our
time.”
“No maybe,” he corrected. “This is our time and we’re taking
it.”
Unwilling to take his hands from the steering wheel, Taran
gripped it hard. The roads weren’t too icy but he didn’t trust himself not to
touch her if he let go of the wheel. If he did, he’d pull the truck over at the
nearest exit, find a place to park and fuck her in the backseat.
It didn’t help that he could feel her eyes on him while he
drove. The heat of her gaze was as real as if she reached over and touched him.
Thinking about how long it’d take to reach brownstone, he figured he should
warn her to behave. He’d had a hard-on since leaving Glenda Davis’ house.
“Samantha, keep your eyes on the road. I want you so badly,
I’m about to pull off at the next exit I see.”
“You wouldn’t…”
Passing beneath a road sign advertising a well-lit rest stop
with a small motel, he gripped the wheel harder. It would take superhuman
strength not to take the exit.
“We’ve a mile for you to make up your mind. We can go to a
rest stop or make our way home, your choice.”
“As much as I’m tempted to choose the rest stop, it’s best
we keep going. The parking lot alone will
tense for his liking. “It’s more of a dull brown. I’m not much of a shopper,
but I spend a small fortune on hair care. I have a thirty-eight-year-old figure
and my butt is big.”
What the fuck? Where’d his hot derby babe go all of a
sudden? To him, she was the sexiest woman alive. They were stopped at a red
light, giving him enough time to look across the truck cab at her.
“Samantha, you are beautiful.”
“If I disagree on your judgment what’ll happen?”
“If you disagree, it’s my job to make sure you know how
special you are to me. I don’t care about what makes you blonde or whether you
shop or how much makeup you wear. You are mine.”
“Should I be afraid of you?”
“Are you?”
“No, I wouldn’t have agreed to go home with you if I was.”
“Remember, no matter what happens when we’re together, you
have the ultimate control. Negotiation is always open, even if it’s a matter of
changing your safe word or claiming a headache.”
The light changed and they were soon making their way back
to Boston. Traffic was sparse, snow was falling fast and it’d probably be wise
to turn back and go to her place. But they were already on the highway and
plows had made the road passable.
“If I have a headache what happens then?” Samantha asked a
couple minutes later.
“I’ll take care of you until it passes. Same goes if you get
sick. I’m an excellent nurse.”
“Don’t be too nice, I might fall in love with you.”
“I assure you, I can be your safe place to fall if you let
me catch you. What’s really going on here, Samantha?”
“I’m panicking a little. I’m sorry. You’re so beautiful and
young and everything a woman could hope for.”
“I want you too,” Taran insisted. “You know that, don’t
you?”
“Yes. In all honesty, I’ve wanted you from the moment you
walked into the precinct with another woman draped on your arm. At the time, I
was so jealous I had to grab a cup of coffee to avoid saying or doing something
brash.”
“She was a bitch. I’m sorry I hurt you, doll. I should’ve
realized.”
“You couldn’t have known how I’d felt. I buried it and when
my chance with you came, I flipped out and pushed you away. I’m the one who
should apologize. I guess I’ve never really seen myself as attractive until you
looked at me.”
“We both flipped out a little,” he admitted.
“Subconsciously, I think I wasn’t ready to see you until I’d proven to myself
that I could support a woman such as you.”
“You were preparing for the bar. It was little wonder you
weren’t interested.”
“I always thought you were beautiful. Ethan told me he’d
kick my ass if I dared flirt with you and not mean it.”
“Maybe everything happens for a reason and this is our
time.”
“No maybe,” he corrected. “This is our time and we’re taking
it.”
Unwilling to take his hands from the steering wheel, Taran
gripped it hard. The roads weren’t too icy but he didn’t trust himself not to
touch her if he let go of the wheel. If he did, he’d pull the truck over at the
nearest exit, find a place to park and fuck her in the backseat.
It didn’t help that he could feel her eyes on him while he
drove. The heat of her gaze was as real as if she reached over and touched him.
Thinking about how long it’d take to reach brownstone, he figured he should
warn her to behave. He’d had a hard-on since leaving Glenda Davis’ house.
“Samantha, keep your eyes on the road. I want you so badly,
I’m about to pull off at the next exit I see.”
“You wouldn’t…”
Passing beneath a road sign advertising a well-lit rest stop
with a small motel, he gripped the wheel harder. It would take superhuman
strength not to take the exit.
“We’ve a mile for you to make up your mind. We can go to a
rest stop or make our way home, your choice.”
“As much as I’m tempted to choose the rest stop, it’s best
we keep going. The parking lot alone will
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