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She entered the foyer as he started back toward the kitchen, eyeing her coat over his arm with a sardonic look that caused his palm to itch in reply. “I don’t recall agreeing to your offer.”
“So you want to put your friends out by asking them to take you home first thing in the morning?”
“Nan opens the tea shop by seven, so it won’t be an imposition,” she returned as smoothly as Mitchell realized Dan had set him up. “But I’ve already told her I’ll go back with you.”
“Then, if you’re ready, let’s go.” Holding out her coat, he didn’t ask why as the others filed into the entry on their way out.
Lillian couldn’t help it, the desire to spend time with Mitchell outweighed her determination to forget him following his desertion as her doctor. When all she could think about was her reaction every time he leveled that focused gaze on her after Nan invited her to visit their club, she decided to give in to his offer and work towards getting him out of her system. It wouldn’t do for her to leave in a week or two and still have these mind-consuming, libido stirring thoughts about a man she wouldn’t see again.
Once they hit the highway, they limited their conversation to the evening until they reached Willow Springs and then he surprised her with his abrupt change of subject. “Are you considering visiting The Barn tomorrow night?”
His deep tone washed through her with its usual warmth, another reason she needed to do whatever was necessary to end this odd infatuation. “You heard that, huh?”
“Yes. And given your constant gripes about bossy men, I’m wondering why you would consider it.”
She sent him a teasing grin as he turned on his street. “How do you know it’s not just your high-handedness I’ve complained about?”
“Is it?” he returned with cool insistence.
Sighing, she admitted, “No. It’s not my thing, but I am curious.”
Pulling into the drive, he swung toward her as he cut the engine. “I didn’t prove you wrong about that last week?”
He would have to remind her of that. She wouldn’t deny what had been so obvious, but neither would she admit that meant she would enjoy a regular dose of his kinks. Instead, she planted another seed by saying, “Who knows? Maybe I’ll discover I get off on voyeurism. Goodnight, Doc. Thanks for the lift.”
Lillian’s hopes of getting away with having the last word were dashed when she’d no sooner gotten out of the vehicle and he was there, pinning her against the door with his towering, ripped body pressed against hers. She went hot, her heart rate tripping even as irritation over his domination rippled under her skin.
Before she could tell him to back off, he bent his head and nipped at her chin and then took her lower lip between his teeth and bit. The sharp sting ricocheted straight down to her pussy in an undeniable heated gush. Swallowing back a moan, she gripped his biceps and demanded in a hoarse voice, “What are you playing at, Mitchell?”
“Not playing, proving a point.” Gripping her shoulders, he spun her around and placed her hands on the hood of the SUV.
“I don’t care for your caveman tactics,” she stated, proud of her scornful, rigid tone despite her quivering muscles as he worked his hands inside her coat.
“So you say,” he returned with the same arrogance lacing his voice. “But your body says otherwise whenever I put my hands on you. Wonder why that is?”
Gripping her nipples, he plucked at the tender buds, and even through her sweater and bra, his pinch and rotation was strong enough to elicit another body quaking response. She wouldn’t fight it, or deny it, couldn’t if she wanted to get over it and move on.
“Lust is easy to explain,” she answered on a deeply indrawn breath.
“Now, there I can agree with you.” Mitchell released her nipples and moved back as fast as he’d commanded her senses.
Lowering her hands, she turned and pulled her coat closed. “We can agree on something. Good for us. Goodnight, again.”
He waited until she was halfway up the stairs on the side of the garage before he said, “You could have dropped your hands and moved away at any time. If you go tomorrow night and see anything that interests you, let me know. I’ll be around.”
Gazing down at him, she replied, “What if there is someone else I’d rather have… enlighten me?”
“Better the Dom you know than a stranger, at least the first time.”
Lillian eyed his back as he strode toward the house, resisting the urge to stick out her tongue. Why did he have to be so good at countering her taunts with such effective comebacks? He didn’t even offer to escort her out to the secluded club, maybe hoping she wouldn’t go? Damn, but he irritated her even as he turned her on and left her aching for more of his touch, and just his.
Chapter 8
Bryan looked up as a car passed him and turned the corner onto the street he’d been surveilling since spotting Lillian Gillespie earlier that day and following her to the local doctor’s residence. It had been easy to track her whereabouts through credit card and phone records, proving she wasn’t overly concerned about or on the run from her assault on Brad. Dumb bitch. As soon as it appeared she’d settled in Podunk, he’d taken vacation time and jumped in his car. After checking into a local motel in Billings, paying cash for a few nights stay, he’d made the drive to Willow Springs every day for three days, checking the places where she’d used her credit card in the hopes of catching sight of her since she hadn’t rerouted her mail delivery yet.
Slumping in the seat, he watched the car turn into the doctor’s driveway. A flutter of excitement stirred inside him as the light at the top of the steps leading to the room above the garage shone on Lillian’s red hair as she emerged. He stayed hidden in the dark corner until they drove off then waited another five minutes before getting out and winding his way behind the neighbors to reach her new residence. Lifting his cigarette to his mouth, he held it there with his lips as he unscrewed the lightbulb and then squatted in front of the door to work the flimsy lock.
Slipping inside, he spotted the computer right away and got to work. The faster he found and deleted those pictures, the sooner he could return with a warrant.
