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He felt a tingle across his chest and glanced Veronica’s way, only this time his attention was captured by the elderly woman Hank had referred to as Grandma Kate. She was gazing at him and Hank, and she looked inordinately pleased. He smiled back and winked, drawing an appreciative chuckle from her before she turned to watch the processional. The smile remained on her lips.
Travis cupped his hand over his lips and whispered to Hank. “Whose grandma is Grandma Kate? Do I know them?”
“It’s a long story. Kate’s sort of adopted Grace and some of the other girls and their families. Remember I told you about that dustup a couple of months ago, involving three women who were kidnapped?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s not the only—”
An older woman turned to them. “Shhh!”
“Sorry, ma’am,” Travis said and grinned at her, drawing a forgiving smile from her. She put an admonishing finger to her lips before turning back to the ceremony.
He and Veronica played cat and mouse with their eyes. Every time he’d glance at her, her gaze would flitter away from him and she’d blush.
He hadn’t seen her in eleven years. Back then, she’d been barely graduated from high school and about to go off to college and he’d been thirty years old. He’d felt a little like a perv for being attracted to her. But she was a grown, beautiful woman now.
His cock tingled as the crowd shifted slightly and he got a glimpse of her curves, clad in a shin-length, form-fitting red dress. Her legs, what he could see of them, were shapely and lush, narrowing to trim ankles and dainty feet, clad in matching red pumps. He glanced up and caught her watching him and Hank. He tried not to frown when she drew back, purposely positioning herself behind Grandma Kate and adjusting her glasses again.
“Shy,” Hank murmured softly, and Travis realized that he was watching Veronica, too. If it had been any other man, that knowledge might’ve sparked jealousy in him. Instead, it simply brought a smile to his face as he responded.
“For now.”
* * * *
Veronica’s heart was rapping in a syncopated frenzy as she looked between the two handsome men gazing at her from across the grassy walkway. She swallowed convulsively, trying to get her heart rate under control, though for an entirely different reason from just a few minutes earlier.
Grandma Kate beckoned to her. Veronica stooped to hear and Kate whispered, “Grace said the ceremony is supposed to be brief, sweet girl. It won’t be much longer.” Of course Grandma Kate would be able to tell how anxious the crowd was making her. Knowing that Kate understood her unease helped a little.
Her anxiety level had increased with each new person that had joined the crowd standing in the open space at the end of the walkway. The rose-scented setting was idyllic and her rational mind had acknowledged that, while at the same time trying to formulate an exit strategy in case a panic attack struck. With each additional body, her options had dwindled until she had been left with the reality that she was trapped. It was then that she’d looked across and had laid eyes on the subject of nearly every sexual fantasy she’d entertained since the age of eighteen.
Travis McDaniel, in the flesh. The heart-pounding, sex-personified flesh.
He smiled at her again, a smile that couldn’t be mistaken between a man and a woman, and her heart responded with another whoop-whoop and her panties went from damp to drenched in the next heartbeat. She shifted her gaze to the utterly sexy man with silver sideburns standing next to Travis. Sweat broke out all over her body, gluing her knit dress to her at the sensual warmth in his gaze. Grace had identified him a few minutes before as the man she would be talking with later about her research into domination and she’d gone weak in the knees.
What were the odds that two such masculine, handsome men would both look at her like that?
Surely I’m hallucinating.
The crowd shifted and the men’s eyes traveled up and down her form in a way that left her fevered and more than a little self-conscious. Unable to bear the scrutiny of her less than appealing frumpiness, she moved to shield herself from their gaze.
Please, guys, let me have the fantasy a little longer.
