anything else.
Then he would settle up with her once and
for all.
* * * * *
Kelcey rotated her neck and winced. It had
become tighter as the day progressed. She blamed the achy shoulders and stiff
neck on too much time on the computer, yet she suspected she hurt because of
another reason—a touch of whiplash from her accident.
She’d promised Dax she’d see a doctor if
she started hurting. He’d probably write a prescription for pain pills or
muscle relaxers and send her on her way. She didn’t want to pop a bunch of
pills that would make her sleepy. She had way too much work to do to have pain
medication hamper her ability to think.
Hooking her hands behind her neck, Kelcey
leaned her head back to try to loosen the stiff muscles. A massage would be so
welcome now. Perhaps Alaina and Emma had found a massage therapist here in
Lanville who would be willing to see her on short notice.
“You okay?” Dax asked from behind her.
Kelcey started to turn her head toward his
voice, but quickly changed her mind when pain shot down into her mid back. She
couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her lips.
Dax moved into her line of vision, a scowl
on his face. “Your neck is hurting, isn’t it?”
“A little.”
He gently pulled her hands away and ran his
fingers up and down her neck. “From as tight as these muscles are, I’d say
you’re hurting more than just a little.”
Alaina came into the office, carrying
today’s mail. One look at Dax’s hand on Kelcey’s neck and she frowned. “What’s
up?”
“Kelcey’s neck is hurting.”
Kelcey didn’t want anyone making a fuss
over her. “It’s not that bad. I think a massage is all I need. Do you know a
massage therapist, Lainy?”
“Yeah.” Alaina laid the mail on Kelcey’s
desk. “He has his hand on your neck right now.”
If Alaina had said a truck full of gold
pulled up outside, Kelcey wouldn’t have been more surprised. She swiveled her
chair so she could see Dax’s face. “You’re a massage therapist?”
“Not officially. I took the classes and I
do have a license, but I don’t see clients. I only work on family and friends.”
“He told me he works for sex or food,”
Alaina said.
Dax shrugged. “I had to pick something else
besides sex. Can’t ask for that from my future sister-in-law.”
“You can ask , but you ain’t getting
any.”
“Man, I’m so abused.” He pressed a spot in
Kelcey’s shoulder with his thumb. She snagged her bottom lip with her teeth to
keep from gasping. “I’d like to help you.”
“Kelcey, go. Right now. I don’t want you
here if you’re hurting. I promise Dax will make every ache and pain disappear.”
She reached into the top desk drawer and drew out a ring of keys. “Take my car.
Then go home and rest. I’ll get a ride with Rye.”
She’d ridden to work with Alaina, so had no
way to leave unless she took her friend’s car. “I still have accounts to set
up—”
“It’s already after three. There’s nothing
you have to do that can’t wait a day. Go!”
Dax gently squeezed her neck. “I’ll follow
you.”
With two people working on her, she didn’t
have a choice. Kelcey gathered up her purse and sweater and walked out to
Alaina’s car, Dax right behind her.
The drive to Dax’s house gave Kelcey the
chance to think. His hands on her during a massage would be completely
different than when he touched her while making love. There wouldn’t be
anything intimate about it. Dax hadn’t given her any indication that he wanted
a repeat of what happened between them last night. While it had been
life-changing for her, it had probably been just another evening of sex with a
willing female for him.
She wouldn’t mention last night, wouldn’t
ask him for a repeat. She refused to be a needy, clingy female when she knew
Dax didn’t want that.
She parked in front of his house. He pulled
onto the pad in front of his garage. By the time she climbed from the car, she
could barely move her
Then he would settle up with her once and
for all.
* * * * *
Kelcey rotated her neck and winced. It had
become tighter as the day progressed. She blamed the achy shoulders and stiff
neck on too much time on the computer, yet she suspected she hurt because of
another reason—a touch of whiplash from her accident.
She’d promised Dax she’d see a doctor if
she started hurting. He’d probably write a prescription for pain pills or
muscle relaxers and send her on her way. She didn’t want to pop a bunch of
pills that would make her sleepy. She had way too much work to do to have pain
medication hamper her ability to think.
Hooking her hands behind her neck, Kelcey
leaned her head back to try to loosen the stiff muscles. A massage would be so
welcome now. Perhaps Alaina and Emma had found a massage therapist here in
Lanville who would be willing to see her on short notice.
“You okay?” Dax asked from behind her.
Kelcey started to turn her head toward his
voice, but quickly changed her mind when pain shot down into her mid back. She
couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her lips.
Dax moved into her line of vision, a scowl
on his face. “Your neck is hurting, isn’t it?”
“A little.”
He gently pulled her hands away and ran his
fingers up and down her neck. “From as tight as these muscles are, I’d say
you’re hurting more than just a little.”
Alaina came into the office, carrying
today’s mail. One look at Dax’s hand on Kelcey’s neck and she frowned. “What’s
up?”
“Kelcey’s neck is hurting.”
Kelcey didn’t want anyone making a fuss
over her. “It’s not that bad. I think a massage is all I need. Do you know a
massage therapist, Lainy?”
“Yeah.” Alaina laid the mail on Kelcey’s
desk. “He has his hand on your neck right now.”
If Alaina had said a truck full of gold
pulled up outside, Kelcey wouldn’t have been more surprised. She swiveled her
chair so she could see Dax’s face. “You’re a massage therapist?”
“Not officially. I took the classes and I
do have a license, but I don’t see clients. I only work on family and friends.”
“He told me he works for sex or food,”
Alaina said.
Dax shrugged. “I had to pick something else
besides sex. Can’t ask for that from my future sister-in-law.”
“You can ask , but you ain’t getting
any.”
“Man, I’m so abused.” He pressed a spot in
Kelcey’s shoulder with his thumb. She snagged her bottom lip with her teeth to
keep from gasping. “I’d like to help you.”
“Kelcey, go. Right now. I don’t want you
here if you’re hurting. I promise Dax will make every ache and pain disappear.”
She reached into the top desk drawer and drew out a ring of keys. “Take my car.
Then go home and rest. I’ll get a ride with Rye.”
She’d ridden to work with Alaina, so had no
way to leave unless she took her friend’s car. “I still have accounts to set
up—”
“It’s already after three. There’s nothing
you have to do that can’t wait a day. Go!”
Dax gently squeezed her neck. “I’ll follow
you.”
With two people working on her, she didn’t
have a choice. Kelcey gathered up her purse and sweater and walked out to
Alaina’s car, Dax right behind her.
The drive to Dax’s house gave Kelcey the
chance to think. His hands on her during a massage would be completely
different than when he touched her while making love. There wouldn’t be
anything intimate about it. Dax hadn’t given her any indication that he wanted
a repeat of what happened between them last night. While it had been
life-changing for her, it had probably been just another evening of sex with a
willing female for him.
She wouldn’t mention last night, wouldn’t
ask him for a repeat. She refused to be a needy, clingy female when she knew
Dax didn’t want that.
She parked in front of his house. He pulled
onto the pad in front of his garage. By the time she climbed from the car, she
could barely move her
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