How long had it been since I’d been able to tease a woman without fear of being treated like some criminal? Long enough.
I caressed her skin again, taking the time that my fingers were no longer tingling the same way they’d been doing. But then I started over again, ignoring her pleas of leniency while closing my eyes and savoring every moment.
But as with all good things, this had to come to an end. When she was panting, barely moving on my lap, I finally stopped. But not before dragging a single finger down her spine and the crack of her ass. Her moan was the sweetest reward.
Who knew what might occur in the future. Maybe we’d meet again. After all, it was a small enough town I had a feeling everyone knew everyone else.
As well as their business.
That was something I’d need to keep in the back of my mind.
No one was going to learn a damn thing about me or my past.
And I wasn’t here to be anyone’s friend or their boyfriend.
What a pity.
* * *
I hadn’t anticipated seeing Grace again.
There’d been no plan. No thought.
In fact, I’d thought it a bad concept all the way around because neither one of us needed to get the wrong idea about what had occurred the night before.
Okay, so I’d thought about it more than once. Actually, all I’d been able to think about all day long was the taste of her lips and the way she’d felt in my arms.
Or when she’d been writhing under me.
Or the way she’d enunciated the syllables of my name when she’d cried out during her orgasm.
And when she’d gasped in a sigh of release and pleasure, the sound had truly been unforgettable. Maybe that’s why I’d been sulking all damn day long while attempting to find something long term where I could live.
What I learned quickly was that almost every place I’d found to rent wouldn’t accept pets. Did they think I’d be such a shit renter I’d allowed my pup to destroy things? I leaned against the door of the truck while sucking down a Coke, grousing about the terse comments I’d received.
Including when I’d laughed at the security deposit. Since when did people ask for three months security plus two months rental money up front? I wouldn’t earn that much in three months myself. I felt defeated and goddamn it, I was lonely.
Lonely why? Because all I could think about was Grace.
Even my damn dog was sulking, missing his new girlfriend. The look he’d given me when I’d pulled him away from Ellie May and into the truck had been priceless.
Now, with twilight setting in and without having accomplished anything but putting myself in a shitty ass mood, all I could do was head back to the crappy motel that overlooked a dumpster with dinner for me being a package of crackers.
You bet I felt sorry for myself. Plus, I hadn’t thought through what to do with Sailor inside a motel room for God knew how long. Maybe he’d be just fine, but even with finding a cheap ass location, my funds would run out in only a few days, a week max. Depending on if I ate food or not.
Shit.
What the hell had I been thinking trying to come here with next to no money? The damn attorney had all but wiped me out. That’s what I got for breaking the law. Right?
As I took another gulp of the soda, a single woof coming from the landscaped area off to the side was yet another slap in my face. The pup was digging in the dirt, destroying what appeared to be freshly planted flowers.
I dropped my head, angry but not with him. He was a pup who’d lived through hell. I was to care for him, providing a roof over his head.
Maybe after joining the smokejumpers, I could ask the guys if they knew of a room for rent. Yeah, as long as they took a package of two.
“Hey, buddy.”
He ignored me as he’d been doing. He hadn’t even wanted the treat packaged up by Grace as a going away gift.
