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His eyes dropped to my body and they became melty again, and his intentions were clear before he made a move. He snagged the knot in my sarong and brought me closer.
“You’ll get oil all over you.” I told him.
“Then I’ll take my clothes off.”
Holy shit.
My heart skipped a beat.
“Have you heard from Duke?” I asked, changing the subject.
Lee obviously didn’t want the subject to change. He was yanking his T-shirt out of his jeans.
“Duke’ll be home in a couple of hours. Tex is cool. He knows the drill. We abandoned the lead on Rosie when he showed up here.”
Lee had unknotted my sarong and it dropped to the floor. His melty eyes started glittering.
“Matt and Tod are downstairs,” I informed him.
He reached beyond me and shut the door.
“Lee! I’m in the middle of making macaroni salad and there are bullet holes in my fence! This has got to stop and you’re supposed to be the one stopping it.”
He pulled me into him, close enough for my breasts to brush his chest. A rush of electricity shot through my body as his arms slid around me.
“I don’t get a taste of you soon, I’m givin’ up the search and takin’ you to my cabin in Grand Lake. No phones, no cell coverage, no buzzer. Anyone knocks on the door and I’m shooting them.”
Lee had a cabin in Grand Lake.
I didn’t know that.
IlovedGrand Lake.
I shook off thoughts of Grand Lake.
“We’re supposed to be having a talk,” I reminded him.
“Oh, we’ll talk,” he promised and I had that Christmas Eve feeling again, except it was Christmas Eve with the devil.
He was watching me. “I can’t read your face.”
“Some thoughts are secret.”
He seemed happy with that, which was surprising.
In my experience, there were two types of guys. One type asked you every five minutes what was on your mind and then got pissy when you didn’t feel like sharing. The other type never asked and you got pissy when they didn’t seem to care.
Lee, apparently, was a third type, a mutant type, knowing something was on my mind but happy to leave me to it. I didn’t know what to make of that. I did know it made me feel less pressured, but more confused, because one of us was supposed to be feeling pissy and neither of us were.
“I’ll tell you one thing,” I said to him. “I don’t know what to make of you. I can’t get my head wrapped around any of this.”
His arms tightened and his face came closer, then deviated from its course at the last minute. He whispered in my ear a couple of things I could make of him and another couple of things I could wrap around him. My nether regions quivered and I couldn’t help myself. I put my lips to his neck then touched my tongue there. It seemed I couldn’t wait to taste him either.
Then the doorbell rang.
Lee stopped whispering in my ear and started cursing.
I pulled out of his arms, grabbed the sarong and knotted it at my hips. Lee tucked his shirt back in.
