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Mack holds me, and says, “Sometimes, it’s just nice to let go, Sidney. And I don’t think you do that enough.”

He’s right, I don’t, but I’m not sure how. I’m not Vic. I’m not him. And every time he makes my heart beat faster, I see I’ve been just lost in myself someway, and—

He sighs. Eases me back. “And there you go again, pretty princess. Getting tangled when you don’t need to get fuckin’ tangled. Mind you, you’re here in my arms, and I think we’ve got some unfinished business.”

My breath stutters in my throat. “We do?”

“Yeah.”

He lowers his mouth to mine just as the lights go out.

ChapterEleven

Mack

Instead of that little sigh of a moan she makes when I kiss her, Sidney squeaks and goes ramrod straight.

I sigh against her lips. “If you’re also afraid of the dark,” I say, trying to ease her out of that sudden slipstream of fear she’s in, “I got some real interesting therapy we can try out.”

That does it. She relaxes, sagging a little against me, and the tremor of relief runs through her beneath my hand where it rests on her.

But talk about fucking timing, which no one was. I ease free of her.

“I’m not afraid of the dark, I’m not that useless.”

The moon is bright and just appearing as the very last embers of the day die out. But I can see her fine, and the curve of her cheek and soft call of her mouth look like a delicate painting.

Fuck, I’m losing it.

I step back. “Never said you were useless, Princess. But I might be. Remember when I said this place has electricity? Well, I need to get it switched on because we’re running on the generator.”

Looking around, I grab the croissants and the whiskey and hand them to her. “Sit, relax, I’ll have it all up and running in a few.”

* * *

Once I have the generator ready to switch on, I take a few moments to breathe and think. First, the place is primed for me to put it back on the grid, but I keep forgetting. Ever since Isaac adopted his little niece, my brother got married, and Leland worked out his shit with Sarah, I haven’t spent as much time here as I’d have liked.

Weekends have ended up full. We built it from an old bare-bones cabin into something that’s both a home, a getaway, and a place where a small group can come and hang out. I’m proud of it, proud of this little piece of land I own. I just . . .

Forgot to put it back on the grid.

I can do that tomorrow.

And give my brother hell for not quite getting the generator hooked right. Then again, I didn’t ask him to do it.

Just asked him to bring the truck here for me.

Which he did, along with his bride.

The fact Lawson came here not with his deputy but with his wildcat isn’t lost on me. I’m betting they were hoping to stoke some trouble, see what’s up with me and the princess when there’s nothing at all.

Okay, there’s this attraction with Sidney, and I want to sample that sweet pussy, and taste her everywhere, but that’s it. She’s moving on as soon as I decide it’s safe, which means getting to the bottom of everything, and I’m not looking for a relationship.

If I was . . . fuck, I can’t shake the feeling that if I was, it’d be with someone as wrong for me as the princess.

Or the princess.

Ya know.

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