smiled at him and his spirits rose. “We got off on the wrong foot. You were hurt and betrayed by a woman you loved—”
“No, I never loved her.”
She looked up at him with those beautiful brandy colored eyes of hers. “You didn’t?”
“No. I know that now. I was angry that she left, but I was never hurt that she didn’t love me. I didn’t care about that. The kids, Ben, loved her. And he still misses her. I’m angrier about that than anything. How could she hurt the kids like that? How could any mother?”
“I don’t know, but they’re lucky. You’re a good father.”
“Thanks. They are my world. I don’t know what I’d do without them.”
“I don’t either. Now that I know them, I love them so much. You must know that. I think they are amazing and you’re the reason for that.”
“I think you’re amazing.” He moved closer on the log to her.
She looked down to where her feet were hidden under the blanket and she blushed. Now he knew she blushed all over. Her neck and chest were as red as her face under his praise.
He raised her chin with his finger. “Look at me, Rosie.”
She raised her eyes to lock with his. “Tom,”
He kissed her. Claimed her lips with a passion he was not sure of. She brought feelings from him he’d never felt before.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her blanket fell to her waist, baring her amazing breasts to him. He couldn’t resist any longer. He broke away from her lips and took one of her turgid peaks into his mouth and sucked. Rosie’s head fell back and she braced herself with locked arms on the log. The stance brought her nipple more firmly into his mouth.
He smiled at his responsive little bride. When he finally made love to her, she was going to amaze him. He already knew it. She responded more than any woman he’d been with before. She liked what he did to her. There was no way to disguise her responses.
He let go of her nipple and moved his lips back to hers. Kissing her completely. “I think your underclothes are dry now.”
“Hmm?”
“Your chemise and bloomers. I think they are dry now.”
Her eyes flew open. “Oh. Yes, of course.” She reddened and turned away.
“Rosie.”
She looked up at him.
“I mean to finish this soon.”
She swallowed and nodded.
“Real soon.”
*****
Agatha was here and could handle things for a couple of days. Tom was going to take Rosie to town. They’d spend two nights at Mary’s. He’d fill her with good food then make love to her all day. Maybe he didn’t deserve it, but he hoped she’d forgive him.
He’d take her shopping at Sadie’s, for things for herself, not for the kids. Maybe take her on another picnic up in the hills above town. Far enough away from civilization that they could make love out in the open. He’d look his fill at her beautiful, perfect body, then he’d cover her with his and love her all the ways he knew how.
Do for her all the things he should have done when she first came. She deserved so much more than he had given her.
CHAPTER 8
Carolyn Vandenberg stepped off the train platform at Creede. As expected, no one waited for her. She made her way directly to the little house two blocks off Main Street and let herself in. Her brother never kept it locked. She guessed he didn’t have anything worth stealing.
She’d lived in this backwards town for nine years. Nine years she’ll never get back. But no one would recognize her now. Her new red hair color hidden beneath the plain bonnet she wore and new figure ensured that. She’d always been a skinny little thing with mousy brown hair but no more. Now she had generous curves in all the right places. That’s what happens when you aren’t working your finger to the bone every day. She wore cosmetics, too. Carefully
“No, I never loved her.”
She looked up at him with those beautiful brandy colored eyes of hers. “You didn’t?”
“No. I know that now. I was angry that she left, but I was never hurt that she didn’t love me. I didn’t care about that. The kids, Ben, loved her. And he still misses her. I’m angrier about that than anything. How could she hurt the kids like that? How could any mother?”
“I don’t know, but they’re lucky. You’re a good father.”
“Thanks. They are my world. I don’t know what I’d do without them.”
“I don’t either. Now that I know them, I love them so much. You must know that. I think they are amazing and you’re the reason for that.”
“I think you’re amazing.” He moved closer on the log to her.
She looked down to where her feet were hidden under the blanket and she blushed. Now he knew she blushed all over. Her neck and chest were as red as her face under his praise.
He raised her chin with his finger. “Look at me, Rosie.”
She raised her eyes to lock with his. “Tom,”
He kissed her. Claimed her lips with a passion he was not sure of. She brought feelings from him he’d never felt before.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her blanket fell to her waist, baring her amazing breasts to him. He couldn’t resist any longer. He broke away from her lips and took one of her turgid peaks into his mouth and sucked. Rosie’s head fell back and she braced herself with locked arms on the log. The stance brought her nipple more firmly into his mouth.
He smiled at his responsive little bride. When he finally made love to her, she was going to amaze him. He already knew it. She responded more than any woman he’d been with before. She liked what he did to her. There was no way to disguise her responses.
He let go of her nipple and moved his lips back to hers. Kissing her completely. “I think your underclothes are dry now.”
“Hmm?”
“Your chemise and bloomers. I think they are dry now.”
Her eyes flew open. “Oh. Yes, of course.” She reddened and turned away.
“Rosie.”
She looked up at him.
“I mean to finish this soon.”
She swallowed and nodded.
“Real soon.”
*****
Agatha was here and could handle things for a couple of days. Tom was going to take Rosie to town. They’d spend two nights at Mary’s. He’d fill her with good food then make love to her all day. Maybe he didn’t deserve it, but he hoped she’d forgive him.
He’d take her shopping at Sadie’s, for things for herself, not for the kids. Maybe take her on another picnic up in the hills above town. Far enough away from civilization that they could make love out in the open. He’d look his fill at her beautiful, perfect body, then he’d cover her with his and love her all the ways he knew how.
Do for her all the things he should have done when she first came. She deserved so much more than he had given her.
CHAPTER 8
Carolyn Vandenberg stepped off the train platform at Creede. As expected, no one waited for her. She made her way directly to the little house two blocks off Main Street and let herself in. Her brother never kept it locked. She guessed he didn’t have anything worth stealing.
She’d lived in this backwards town for nine years. Nine years she’ll never get back. But no one would recognize her now. Her new red hair color hidden beneath the plain bonnet she wore and new figure ensured that. She’d always been a skinny little thing with mousy brown hair but no more. Now she had generous curves in all the right places. That’s what happens when you aren’t working your finger to the bone every day. She wore cosmetics, too. Carefully
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