The following day
Aasia grabbed two bottles of beer and took them out to the porch. “I thought we could both use one.” Aasia handed Bear one bottle.
“Thank you.” He sat on the rocker looking amazingly handsome in a blue plaid button-down and worn jeans. His Stetson was hooked on his knee.
She scooted a rocker over and sat down. “I’m glad you came.”
“You said you needed to see me.” The sincerity in his expression made her heart beat faster.
“Bentley reached out. He wants to see me.”
Bear rubbed the back of his neck. “What did you tell him?”
“I told him I didn’t see any reason for us to see each other. I can’t believe he pulled out of the race. Being a senator has always been a huge dream of his.”
He reached over and took her hand. “You know he’s not your responsibility. He could use his situation to try and get you back.”
She shrugged. “It doesn’t matter, Bear. I found closure with him. I’m free from the past with him.”
“Well, if you decide you want to go, I’ll take you.”
She absorbed what he said. “Where is this coming from?”
There was a short hesitation. “I don’t trust him.”
“Because you think he has an ulterior motive?”
Bear scoped the surroundings then settled his gaze back on her. “Hell yeah I do. I think you do too.”
“I truly don’t think his head is in that space of getting back together.”
Bear brought her hand to his lips and kissed the backs of her knuckles. “The gesture brought tears to her eyes.
He smiled and everything disappeared but the two of them.
“Guess what?” she said. “We’re all alone.”
“What would you like to do?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“Yes.” His grin caught the sunlight.
She had nothing to lose, and that was why Aasia didn’t hold back.
Standing, she took the distance between the rockers and leaned over him. She hooked his belt with two fingers and tugged. She heard his intake of breath and almost instantly his zipper stretched. All her restless energy seemed to disappear as she brushed the bulge through the denim. He groaned, his hands gripping the rocker like it was a lifeline.
There was something very sexy and freeing about not having anything to prove to someone. Just to have fun. To just follow the feelings inside her. To know she was accepted.
“Phoebe will be back soon. Where can we go?” Her words came between pants of breath.
“I have an idea. Sin has a camper. It’s near here and I know where he hides the key.”
“How fast can we get there?”
They made the two miles to the camper that set on the lake’s edge in record time and both jumped out to meet eachother in front of the truck. She pushed him against the fender and pressed her mouth against his in a breathless, needy kiss. Pulling away, she looked up at him through the pale light of the moon. “Are you sure about this, cowboy?”
His lips parted on a chuckle. “Thank you for your concern, but yeah, I’m very sure.”
