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I was right. He does make me laugh. There’s also a sweet pang of need that hits me in my stomach. How he can make me want him so easily, I don’t understand.
Me:
I’ve got to go now, Sheriff.
I send the text, shaking my head.
Ben:
Make sure your doors are locked.
Me:
Are you going to be my daddy now?
Ben:
Baby, if you like it, I’m game.
Me:
Goodbye, Sheriff.
Ben:
See you real soon, Junie.
I read his last text,biting on my lip and resisting the urge to tell him to come over. I’m about to put it over on the nightstand when it rings. I roll my eyes. It figures he would call. It’s easier to resist when I don’t have to hear his voice.
“Seriously, keep it up and Gavin will know what you’re up to. I don’t think either one of us are ready for that conversation,” I say into the phone once I answer—not even bothering with hello.
There’s no sarcastic comeback, no Ben telling me he’s coming over and I better let him in, and no demand to move my hand between my legs and touch myself—which now that I think about it, I’d really like.
There’s nothing… but silence.
Crap. I didn’t even look to see who called. If it was Luna, Joshua… shit or the bar… At least I didn’t mention Ben’s name.
“Hello?” I respond more cautiously.
Silence.
I pull the phone back to look at the number and it just says, “Unknown Caller”. Whoever it is, I’ve probably freaked them out.
“Hellloooo,” I call out into the phone, drawing the word out to try and get them to respond, but I get nothing. I can hear the faint sound of breathing, and I know they’re there, but they’re not going to talk, so I hang up. I toss my phone against the mattress and decide to go take a shower. I promise myself I’ll do it without thinking of Ben and getting myself off.
But I know I’m lying.
Ben
“What’s the deal between you and Junie?”
“No idea what you’re talking about,” I lie, refusing to look Lodge in the eyes.
“Bullshit. Don’t piss me off, Kingston. I want to know what in the fuck is going on with you and Junie. She practically ran to her car yesterday to get away from you.”
“You really have no idea how to talk to your superiors do you?” I thump myself on the chest and use a gruff, ‘caveman’ type of voice. “Me sheriff, you deputy.”
“You idiot,” he says mimicking me. “Now tell me what’s going on.”
