thinking it better to have it there, than at a potential bust.
“No, that’s okay, really, I like to walk, hence the hike is a great idea, although those clouds don’t look so good.”
He took another bite and tried not to get all crazy happy about how willing she was to work with him. She also didn’t seem to hold a grudge, because she elbowed him with a grin to get the sandwich back. He handed it over and took the tea, watching her more than the road. She seemed to be over her anxiety now, but he wasn’t keen on testing that out by leaving her alone for too long. He got it. One hundred percent got it. He hadn’t found out why she’d allowed last night, with Will, but he would. He bet on some jerk hurting her, or something along those lines. She was too…damn sweet for it not to be.
“Do you think it will snow before we get there?” she asked, sipping the tea after and smiling. “Oh, this is good. Peach?”
He cleared his throat again and nodded. He’d stood at the grocery store staring at the display of drinks, not sure what to get her. The peach just seemed to fit, plus he liked it. “The clouds are trouble,” he agreed, when he could take his eyes off her.
She even ate cute. But what about her wasn’t captivating? Not a damn thing. She was even one of those women who must have gotten wise enough to get laser hair removal. He wasn’t sure if all guys liked that baby soft feel on a woman’s privates or not, but he went nuts over it. But why, he wondered, had she? Some guy? The thought made him madder than hell and he didn’t even know the man.
“So where are we going?” the woman driving him nuts asked.
He was seriously losing his mind if he already wanted to pound someone for ever being near her.
“Just up here,” he said, checking the navigation system. “Yep, right here. Hey, so why are you bare? You know, on your pussy? Why did you go that way?”
She choked again, and he went to pat her back but stopped when she plastered her hand on his chest and coughed as if she had black lung. “Shit, I’m sorry, whoa, I need to think longer than a second, huh?”
“No,” she gasped, her eyes watering. “Maybe longer than an hour, okay? I mean, where did that come from? Who doesn’t nowadays? It’s just…cleaner feeling. David! Watch the road!”
He swerved to stay on it, grinning probably like a fool. He might not be good at this shit, but he was getting answers. She liked the clean feeling? He hoped like hell she liked what he did, too. This morning he’d given her three orgasms before he’d let her feet touch the shower floor again. He’d die a happy man doing that every day, too. She was addictive.
“Sorry, sorry, yeah, got the road,” he said in a rush when they skidded a little.
She gave him a wild-eyed stare but exhaled with a hand on his arm. “Yeah, sure you do, so any other questions before I take a drink?” She squinted at him until he shook his head and silently took the sandwich back. He took a big bite, pleased as hell by her answer.
“So why do you shave, you know, down there?”
He swallowed his mouthful too fast, just like she knew he would. Half gasping around the sub roll, he shot her a dirty look that made her smile so wide that she glowed.
“I like it, less trouble,” he added with a wink. “I didn’t know you noticed.”
“Oh, I didn’t, I guessed.”
“Brat!” He couldn’t believe he’d fallen for that dig so easy. She was a genius, obviously quick as a whip, skated like a dream and made his heart race by just smiling. What was it about her?
“I’m not a brat, and is this it?” she asked, getting up on her knees to see where he’d pulled over.
“Yep, this is it.” He checked the time. Almost one in the afternoon gave them a good three hour walk. “We hike for a few hours, around that bluff and over that rise, and get back here by a bit after four, tops. Sound good? Too far?”
“Please, I can hike you into the dirt,” she said with
“No, that’s okay, really, I like to walk, hence the hike is a great idea, although those clouds don’t look so good.”
He took another bite and tried not to get all crazy happy about how willing she was to work with him. She also didn’t seem to hold a grudge, because she elbowed him with a grin to get the sandwich back. He handed it over and took the tea, watching her more than the road. She seemed to be over her anxiety now, but he wasn’t keen on testing that out by leaving her alone for too long. He got it. One hundred percent got it. He hadn’t found out why she’d allowed last night, with Will, but he would. He bet on some jerk hurting her, or something along those lines. She was too…damn sweet for it not to be.
“Do you think it will snow before we get there?” she asked, sipping the tea after and smiling. “Oh, this is good. Peach?”
He cleared his throat again and nodded. He’d stood at the grocery store staring at the display of drinks, not sure what to get her. The peach just seemed to fit, plus he liked it. “The clouds are trouble,” he agreed, when he could take his eyes off her.
She even ate cute. But what about her wasn’t captivating? Not a damn thing. She was even one of those women who must have gotten wise enough to get laser hair removal. He wasn’t sure if all guys liked that baby soft feel on a woman’s privates or not, but he went nuts over it. But why, he wondered, had she? Some guy? The thought made him madder than hell and he didn’t even know the man.
“So where are we going?” the woman driving him nuts asked.
He was seriously losing his mind if he already wanted to pound someone for ever being near her.
“Just up here,” he said, checking the navigation system. “Yep, right here. Hey, so why are you bare? You know, on your pussy? Why did you go that way?”
She choked again, and he went to pat her back but stopped when she plastered her hand on his chest and coughed as if she had black lung. “Shit, I’m sorry, whoa, I need to think longer than a second, huh?”
“No,” she gasped, her eyes watering. “Maybe longer than an hour, okay? I mean, where did that come from? Who doesn’t nowadays? It’s just…cleaner feeling. David! Watch the road!”
He swerved to stay on it, grinning probably like a fool. He might not be good at this shit, but he was getting answers. She liked the clean feeling? He hoped like hell she liked what he did, too. This morning he’d given her three orgasms before he’d let her feet touch the shower floor again. He’d die a happy man doing that every day, too. She was addictive.
“Sorry, sorry, yeah, got the road,” he said in a rush when they skidded a little.
She gave him a wild-eyed stare but exhaled with a hand on his arm. “Yeah, sure you do, so any other questions before I take a drink?” She squinted at him until he shook his head and silently took the sandwich back. He took a big bite, pleased as hell by her answer.
“So why do you shave, you know, down there?”
He swallowed his mouthful too fast, just like she knew he would. Half gasping around the sub roll, he shot her a dirty look that made her smile so wide that she glowed.
“I like it, less trouble,” he added with a wink. “I didn’t know you noticed.”
“Oh, I didn’t, I guessed.”
“Brat!” He couldn’t believe he’d fallen for that dig so easy. She was a genius, obviously quick as a whip, skated like a dream and made his heart race by just smiling. What was it about her?
“I’m not a brat, and is this it?” she asked, getting up on her knees to see where he’d pulled over.
“Yep, this is it.” He checked the time. Almost one in the afternoon gave them a good three hour walk. “We hike for a few hours, around that bluff and over that rise, and get back here by a bit after four, tops. Sound good? Too far?”
“Please, I can hike you into the dirt,” she said with
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