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She heard his feet clomp on the unpainted wood steps behind her. “Holy shit,” he said.
The homeowners had a huge stockpile of food. Most of it was stored in Mason jars, but there were also rows of cans on the shelf. They must have treated the basement as their pantry.
“I’m going to need a bigger wagon,” Justin said and rubbed his hands together in glee. “We’ve got to take all of this stuff. It’s too good to pass up.”
“We can restack the stuff in the wagon. There’s room if we move some things around.”
“But how do we keep the jars from knocking together and breaking?”
“I’ll make cardboard dividers for the boxes.” She licked her lips as she stared at the canned tomatoes. They looked delicious in comparison to the stuff they’d been eating from tin cans. There were green beans, tomatoes, corn, beets—those could stay on the shelf as far as Carly was concerned—and a variety of fruits.
“Oh, my God, peaches!” Justin moaned. He picked up the jar and hugged it. “We’re taking every single one of these.”
“What’s this?” Carly picked up a jar containing something light beige in color. “It looks like hamburger.”
“It may be. Meats can be canned just like vegetables if you have a pressure cooker. We’ll have to look for one to make sure all of this was canned properly before we eat it.”
Justin took a jar of peaches upstairs with them while they searched the kitchen cabinets. “Thank God,” he said when he found the pressure cooker. He sat right down at the kitchen table and opened the jar of peaches.
“You’ll spoil your dinner.” Carly watched with amusement as he eagerly shoveled them into his mouth.
“This is my dinner,” Justin said around a mouthful of peach.
Carly tried the water and found it still worked. Justin paused in his peach inhalation to speculate that it was possibly due to the windmill outside, drawing water up from the well.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Carly announced with delight. She dug in her pack, grabbed some clean clothes, and trotted into the bathroom with the lamp. There was a bottle of honeysuckle-scented body wash and a very expensive salon-brand shampoo. The water was chilly, but Carly was used to that. She sang as she washed her hair.
Then a pair of warm male hands slid around her waist.
Carly jumped and laughed softly. “You scared me!” It was a first; she’d never shared a shower with anyone. The water suddenly didn’t seem so chilly with Justin’s warm body behind her.
Justin kissed her shoulder and licked off some of the water droplets. “I heard you singing. You, naked and wet, was a thought more appealing than peaches.” She tasted them on his lips when she turned her head to kiss him.
“Tilt your head back,” he said, and when she did, he gently rinsed her hair. Carly moaned in delight as his strong fingers massaged her scalp. Every muscle in her body seemed to melt. “Done?”
“Yes.” She’d normally use conditioner but she didn’t want to waste the time.
“Good.” He turned off the water and picked her up. Carly squealed and threw her arms around his shoulders. He walked to the bedroom, both of them dripping all over the floor, and laid her on the bed.
“We’re going to make the bed all wet,” she murmured between kisses. He kissed his way down the column of her throat, and she forgot what was she was saying.
“We’ll sleep on the other side,” Justin mumbled. He seemed to find the water droplets on her skin fascinating because he kissed and licked up every one of them until Carly was writhing and begging.
His delicious weight settled over her, and Carly put a hand to his chest. “Condom.” She was surprised he had forgotten, but hid a smile. Maybe she was just so sexy, she had driven all rational thought from his mind, and the thought made her giggle.
Justin groaned, rolled out of bed, and darted for the living room, where he’d left his pack. Carly saw clothes fly by the door as he started flinging things out in his haste to find condoms. She pressed a hand to her mouth so he wouldn’t hear her laugh. He bolted back into the room and made a flying leap onto the bed, landing on his elbows and knees, braced above her. The laughter vanished as she gazed up into his eyes, fiery with passion, intense with love.
He put it on and when he joined her, they both gave a soft groan, like a sigh of relief. It was fast. Neither could hold back for very long, and they both quickly came to a shuddering peak.
He gave her a small, rueful grin. “Our first quickie?”
She stretched luxuriantly, her body well sated despite the speed. “You can make it up to me later.”
“It’s a da—” Justin froze. He didn’t even breathe.
“What’s wrong?”
“It broke.”
