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. I told you I am independent.I never burnall my bridges. That makes sense, babe. He flicked a finger at her ponytail. I m a little that way myself.The question she d been holding back spilled out of her mouthbefore she could stop it. I won t be causing any problems betweenyou and Baron, will I?He walked to the couch and picked up the box of clothes. You renot backing out, are you? His voice soothed her fears. We want youto be with us. He balanced the box on his hip and took her arm. Let s go home.After a final look around, she picked up her purse and keys andfollowed Sham out onto the small porch.She locked the door andturned to find him gazing warmly at her. Just in case someone feelslike messing with my things. Her laugh was cheerful, and her heartthumped with excitement. Anyway, I still have three months leaseon this fleabag. You re thrifty. He opened the door to the passenger side andhelped her into the huge vehicle. I like that.She didn t look back as they drove away.It was a lifetime habit.No looking back.56 Betty WomackSham s easy silence didn t bother her.That was his way, and shewouldn t force him to make inane conversation.But that didn t meanshe couldn t look at him.Lord, what a gorgeous man.He glanced her way, and she turned her head, flushing like aschoolgirl.When he took her hand, her body warmed.The way he didthings would be any girl s dream.She felt in tune with Sham andadored him.She looked forward to becoming better acquainted withhim.Baron was so open and free, being with him full-time would be aparty.No getting accustomed to him.They had been introducedseveral times.She smiled, thinking about his desire to play and histaste for spontaneous sex. Why didn t Baron come with you? Straight out, no small talk. Imean, I m so used to you two being together. He had to pick up a guy to help on a job.The man doesn t have acar. Sham seemed so calm, and the answer was perfectly reasonable.He glanced at his watch. It s getting late.Are you hungry? Sure. She opened her purse and began rummaging for herwallet. No, Carol. He laughed and put his hand over hers. What wouldyou want? And what wine is to your taste? Well, hell. She grinned and pointed to a chicken place down thestreet. Strips and a cola are to my taste.He didn t react like she d expected, shocked and repulsed by herlack of sophistication.He nodded and drove into the drive-throughlane.He didn t stammer or look at her for instruction when he ordereda large bucket of extra crispy and a side order of wings.They droveaway with a feast of mashed potatoes, gravy, corn on the cob, andcorn bread.To her surprise, he tuned in a rock station on the radio.Heshrugged while explaining his choice of music. I have to listen to thissometimes to stay up on things.Hot Wired 57She leaned against him, squeezing his arm. You re up enough forme. He patted her hand when she added a final suggestive bit. Fornow.The rest of the ride to her new home was pleasant.The only kinkwas not being in control of her thoughts about the exotic and lavishstyle of lovemaking they would have.Desire wove its way from hercrotch to her lips, and she inhaled with the shockwaves of heatsurging through her body.She crossed her legs in an attempt to quiether longings.As if he sensed her emotions, Sham patted her knee. You allright, beauty?She had a lot of answers for that question, but kept the dirty onesto herself. Perfect, but hungry. I ll satisfy your hunger soon, my lady. He gave her a cute grinand drove faster.Before she realized it, they had left the busier, noisier part of townbehind and were driving along streets shaded by towering pine andoak trees.The area made her think of days gone by where sedatesilence was the norm every day.She had the feeling she sure as helldidn t fit in that scene.She thought it odd that Sham and Baron wouldwant to live there.She set her prying thoughts aside as they drove into thedoublewide driveway and Sham killed the engine.He leaned over todrop a kiss on her mouth before getting out of the car. I ll get the heavy things, beauty, and you carry our dinner.Okay? Her heart fluttered at his ordinary chitchat that was the normbetween lovers or husband and wife.Moving in.Her actions hit her hard while following Sham up thewinding front walkway to the door, him carrying her crap and hertoting their dinner.She had a crazy urge to giggle at the absurdity of itall.She took a deep breath, smiling at him as he stepped aside to lether enter the house first.No one had ever treated her with such58 Betty Womackdeference.At that moment, she wanted to throw her arms around himand just feel him holding her, shielding her from her silly indecision.She found her way to the kitchen and stood looking around at theimmaculate room.The only thing out of place was a coffee cup andempty sugar packs.Sham had taken her belongings upstairs.Where had he put them? Their room?She stood like a frightened deer, eyes trained on the doorwaywhen she heard his footsteps.He looked around the door and pointed to a cabinet above herhead. Plates are in there, and silver is next to your hand. Let s not make a big deal out of a bucket of chicken. She bit hertongue. I mean, let s eat on the floor in the living room.No shoes, notablecloth, just us and the chicken. Good idea. He took several plates from the stack and forksfrom the drawer she couldn t seem to find. Grab a handful ofnapkins, honey.I ll bring the food in.Glad to be doing something, she pulled a handful of napkins fromthe holder and hurried into the spacious living room.It was clear theseguys didn t do anything in a small way.The flat screen TV was hugeand the furniture plush and comfortable looking.She barelyremembered what it looked like from her earlier visit.She chose a spot in front of a paisley print wing chair and slid tothe floor.The thick area rug made a comfortable seat.She had justplaced the napkins on the coffee table when Sham came in the roomcarrying their food. I m starved. She sat forward, looking in thebucket. What s your poison, Sham? I m a wing woman myself.And,all the rest. She grinned at his brief look of question. That means Ilike it all.He didn t hold back [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]