The Touch by Jaymie Holland Page A

harder.
    When he raised his head and she looked into
his eyes, Casey’s breath came out in shallow pants. She touched the
mask where it covered his cheek. “I want to see you.”
    A sexy smile crept over his face. “Soon
enough.”
    “Do I know you?” She licked her lips again.
“Your voice doesn’t sound familiar. The only thing that looks
remotely familiar about you is your eyes. But I don’t remember
anyone who has eyes like yours.”
    “Don’t worry, Casey.” He slid his fingers
into her hair and cupped her face. “I’ll take care of you.”
     
    ***

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    “Jeez, woman.” Casey made a snorting noise
over the phone line. “You need to get laid.”
    Jett laughed, amusement bubbling up inside of
her as she rolled onto her back in her oh-so-comfortable bed. She
held the cell phone closer to her ear. “Since when did you go the
route of promiscuity, sis?”
    “Who said anything about being promiscuous?”
Casey had a smile in her voice and Jett could picture her blonde
sister’s grin. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you need it
bad. You’ve been so uptight and it’s been going on for a while
now.”
    “I know, I know.” Jett flopped one arm over
her eyes before moving it aside. She stared up at the cracks on the
ceiling, tracing one at a time with her gaze. “It’s been way too
long.”
    “So figure it out.” Casey yawned over the
line, triggering an answering yawn in Jett. “Before you bite off
someone else’s head.”
    “You don’t think that woman deserved it?”
Jett said, thinking about the snot of a saleswoman who had told
Casey yesterday that her ass was too fat for her department—in so
many words—and to go to the “women’s” department, a.k.a.
plus-sizes. Not that there was anything wrong with plus sizes—it
was how the woman had said it. And when it came to her sister, Jett
could possibly be considered a little overprotective.
    “Yeah, she was kind of a bitch.” A hint of
irritation was in Casey’s voice as she responded to Jett. “Still,
I’ve never seen you lay into someone like that before.”
    Jett shrugged to herself then rubbed the
remains of sleep from her eyes. “Whatever the case, I don’t have
any male prospects at this time and I’m not picking some guy up at
a bar.”
    “There were some hot men at Danica’s party
last night,” Casey said. “But you spent the night talking with the
girls, which isn’t like you at all.”
    “I did some checking before I wasted my
time,” Jett said. “Married or gay, all of them.”
    “Okay… What about online dating?” Casey
started to cover territory they’d already been through before.
“I’ve been thinking of trying it.”
    “I don’t know, Case.” Jett frowned, thinking
about her sister taking chances like that. “So many weirdoes out
there. On the news I’ve heard of stalkers coming from online
dating. I don’t think it’s worth it.”
    Paper crackled on Casey’s end of the line,
almost sounding like static. “I found a place that’s different from
online dating. Every applicant is screened in person, videos are
made, backgrounds checked …”
    “And they cost a small fortune, right?” Jett
stared at a particularly big crack in her ceiling. “And when you
have a historic monument of a house that requires constant upkeep
like I do, there isn’t a lot of cash left over at the end of the
day.”
    “Well, it’s something to think about.” Casey
made a sound like a sigh. “I need to get ready to go to Mom’s so
I’d better get going.”
    “Give Mom a hug.” Jett pushed her hand
through her hair. “Tell her I’ll stop by tomorrow.”
    “Starbucks tomorrow morning?” Jett asked even
though she knew the answer. She had coffee every morning with her
sister before she went to her job as a bank teller.
    Casey laughed. “Seven sharp.”
    “See ya.” Jett punched the off button and
rolled onto her side to look at