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“Shh. Quiet. Your friends will hear you.”
“Oh God.” The good feelings inside have me so lost, I forgot we aren’t the only two people on this earth.
“There’s a good girl. Stay quiet and come for me.” He rubs faster, harder, circling just around my clit. “And then when you dance the night away in this dress, all eyes on you, you remember who had you first.”
His words are the final sweep of pleasure I need to reach that pinnacle. The orgasm squeezes at me, making me ball up around him as I come. My pussy clenches, one final tightening before I feel free.
Giving a little shiver, I release his shoulders. I take a step back on jelly-like knees. A calm, glowing warmth flows through my body. “I should get back to my friends.”
“Go on,” he says, giving my dress one last longing look, like he wishes he could do more.
I rush back to the room. I’m terrified they’ll smell the arousal on me. But what can I do? Hopefully I’m wearing enough clothing to hide it. I close the door behind me. They’re both staring at me with expectant gazes.
“So how did it go?” Fiona asks.
Carol Ann giggles. “You sure were gone a long time. I’m taking it he really loved it.”
I bury my face in my hands. “Oh God. I think he did!”
“We knew he would. Fiona and I know what the Bayne boys like.” Carol Ann makes the statement with such authority, the pieces finally come together.
Their warning me away, his saying they should have known to warn me away. “You’re related to him. Aren’t you?”
“Distantly,” Carol Ann says. “Bayne on my grandmother’s side but she took my grandfather’s name when she married. And Fiona grew up next door to him.”
“He’s your cousin?” I ask.
Carol Ann nods. “As I said, distant. I mean, we’re practically all cousins on the island.”
“Some of us more closely related than others.” Fiona rolls her eyes. “That’s probably why all the boys at school acted so crazy. Their old relatives marrying second cousins.”
“That’s why you warned me off, isn’t it?” I look at them both. “You already knew who committed the crime and what would happen to me if I spoke up.”
“We suspected who set fire to the center,” Carol Ann says.
Fiona shrugs. “Who else could it be?”
Carol Ann says, “We didn’t have enough information to say for sure. But that’s when I started thinking about those computers at Clive’s. The Bayne boys wouldn’t take a life unless they were protecting someone.” She shakes her head. “I’m just so glad the boys got off. But how?”
She shoots me a curious look as if sharing his home makes me privy to information about his life. It does not. “The ride home from the race was quiet. I asked what Collins wanted. He simply said the investigation was closed and that it was a good thing for everyone on the island.”
“And you didn’t push him for more!” Carol Ann looks like she could smack me.
“I could sense not to ask.” Bayne and I—we’re getting pretty good at being able to read one another, knowing when the other needs space.
“You need to ask,” Fiona says. “We need to know.”
“Okay, I’ll talk to him.”
“Good,” Carol Ann says.
I’m loyal to Bayne but I’m loyal to these women too. I owe it to them to try and find out. “We’re going to get to the bottom of this. Tonight.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Bayne
The Hobgoblin is our home away from home. Unlike the small pub on the main street in town, Hobgoblin is set away. You have to drive to get there or if you’re drinking that night, you might take a horse and surrey. There’re hitching posts out front, troughs of fresh water for the horses to drink.
