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 Baby, I thought you d never ask, he murmured, his eyes raking over her legs
again.
She poured them both a glass of red wine. Then they settled in on opposite ends of
the couch. It was much smaller than she remembered.
He took a small sip, watching her over the rim of his glass. She couldn t help
noticing that his big hand dwarfed the delicate globe.
 So, do you have any more jobs lined up after that we can start on?
 Not really, this is the last big one of the season, then things will wind down. I have
some tree planting scheduled for the fall and the perennials to plant at the post office
but not much besides that.
He mulled this over before saying anything else.  If you don t mind me asking,
what do you do over the winter?
 Usually I make enough over the summer to cover my expenses. Marc and Brad
leave for a few months of traveling and to spend the holidays with their families. Betty
sells crafts and baked goods in town.
What she didn t say was that she had been thinking about sending Cyrus the
money he had asked for. It terrified her that they hadn t heard from him since his letter.
It made her think that he was on his way back here to make good on his threat.
 Will you be laying me off then? he asked with a smirk, pulling her out of her
thoughts.
 I m not sure yet. But I think I can afford to keep you on for a while longer, she
said with a smile, since he still refused to let her pay him.
Setting his glass down on the coffee table, he leaned over and grabbed her ankles,
stretching her legs out and placing her feet in his lap. She didn t protest and slowly he
began to rub the soles of her feet. Long, firm strokes starting at her toes and going all
the way down to the heel.
He went from one foot to the other, causing her head to loll back against the couch
and her eyes to close. It felt heavenly. Her toenails were painted a pretty pink and she
was glad she had taken the time to do them.
Moaning when he got to her toes again, she jerked and her eyes popped open when
she felt his warm mouth close over her little toe. It was incredible, sending jolts directly
between her thighs.
 You have incredibly sexy feet. His hands moved up to her ankles and then to her
calves, massaging with his long fingers.
 I want you, Jessie. His voice was low and gravelly and she could bear it no more.
Sitting up, she set her wineglass down to join his and scooted closer to him,
widening her legs and wrapping them around his waist so that she was almost in his
lap. Placing her hands on either side of his face, she whispered,  I want you too,
Travis.
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Tumbling her backward on the couch, he landed on top of her, his delicious weight
pressing her into the cushions. A giggle escaped her lips before his mouth came
crashing down on them.
It was hot and potent and had her body humming with need in seconds. His tongue
explored her as if every surface in her mouth tasted like chocolate. His hands went to
her sides and then lower, along her hips, catching the hem of her dress and hiking it up.
His jeans pressed against the skin of her thighs, rough and rubbing in all the right
places.
Panting, he pulled back and gazed down into her flushed face.  Do you want to
take this to someplace more private? I wouldn t want to shock poor Betty if she should
come back, he said as he nibbled on her neck. But she had a hard time stringing two
thoughts together.
She blinked up at him. Then he took matters into his own hands and, standing,
lifted her into his arms and tossed her over his shoulder. Her skirt was bunched against
him and her rear was exposed, covered only by the thin strip of her white lacy thong.
She laughed and took advantage by squeezing his ass. Her arms came around his waist
and she held on for dear life.
His breath hitched as he strode to the stairs. Suddenly the sound of the phone
ringing stopped them. Travis heaved a deep sigh and lifted her off his shoulder and set
her gently on her feet.
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Chapter Nine
Travis gestured for her to answer and he whispered,  If it s him, keep him talking
as long as you can.
Jessie knew it would be him.  Hello?
 Do you think that I won t keep my word, Jessica? Cyrus voice was gruff and his
words slurred a little. But the quiet rage came over the line loud and clear.
 I don t owe you anything, Cyrus.
She heard him sigh before saying,  You never were the type of woman to learn a
lesson quickly.
The remark had her livid in the span of a second. She opened her mouth to rave at
him but Travis laid a hand on her arm and shook his head.
Taking a calming breath, she said,  You have everything that you are going to get
from me, Cyrus. Go to hell. She slammed the phone down, giving her a small amount
of satisfaction before she walked away and went out on the porch.
The night air was warm even though the sun had sunk behind the hills. Jessie heard
Travis walk out onto the porch and come up behind her. His breath ruffled her hair and
tickled her ear. His arms came up around her waist and he pulled her back to lean on
his big frame.
She knew that all she had managed to do with Cyrus phone call was ensure that he
would come for her. Regardless of how strong she felt with Travis standing by her side,
she knew that Cyrus meant what he said.
He always had. But there was nothing she could do about it now but wait. Wait for
him to come for her.
 It wasn t long enough to trace, was it? she asked quietly.
 No. It wasn t.
She thought that he might be upset with her for hanging up on Cyrus and blowing
his chance of tracing the phone call but it didn t seem to bother him.
Jessie didn t want to waste the time she had with Travis tonight thinking about
Cyrus. It was going to come to an end sooner rather than later and she didn t want to
have any regrets.
 Where were we? she asked, turning in his arms and looking up at him. He
chuckled and scooped her up off her feet and into his arms.
He carried her as if she weighed nothing, up the stairs and to her room. He pushed
her door open and then kicked it closed behind him. He tossed her on the bed, making
her body bounce, and she giggled.
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Standing over her, he ran his gaze over her curves.  Now that I have you alone,
what am I going to do with you?
She liked this game that he played, humor covering any awkwardness that might
have been there. She stretched her arms above her head, knowing it pushed her breasts
up and made the hem of her dress ride up.  I m sure you ll think of something.
 Damn straight. He lifted his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor. Good
lord, the man was enough to make her mouth water. His chest was as hairless as his
head, tight and bulging. The tattoo came down his neck to swirl on his shoulder with
bold, black lines. He popped the button on his jeans and they slid to ride lower on his
hips, exposing that sexy V that led to what she wanted most.
Moving over, she made room for him on the bed, but he had other plans and caught
her before she got too far.
 Lie in the middle and don t move. Her first reaction was to take offense to his
tone but the light in his eyes stilled her tongue.
He moved to the bottom and she was thankful that she had no footboard. It didn t [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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