“Not as long as you think.”She threw her head back and laughed.“Since the new moon… Ingrid had her timing wrong.I hadn’t met Carol yet.”
Billy frowned.“What are you talking about?”
“Never mind.”With a wide smile, she broke into a run.She clamored up into the truck and he followed along, his worry growing.
“Roxie,” he said as he climbed behind the steering wheel.“You can’t—”
“Oh, but I can,” she chuckled as she swung her leg over his lap and straddled him.
“Goddamn…” Billy struggled to find room and not set off the horn as a wiggling mass of hot woman settled over him.
The kiss she planted on him had him searching for ways to darken the windows.His fingers sank into her slim hips as her tongue swept across his.
“It’s the same website I’ve been visiting, the National Adoption Registry,” she whispered against his lips.“It’s all coming together.”
“Are you sure it wasn’t Maxie’s boyfriend that called?Isn’t he a cop?”
She hesitated, but then began pecking kisses along his jaw line.“He knows that all of us weren’t adopted.”
But she didn’t seem to care.
“Or that investigator Lexie’s guy hired?”
The nibble on his ear turned into a groan.“Could you not bring up Hatchet Man right now?”
She had a good point.The hell if he knew why he was trying to dissuade her—from the kissing and the snuggling, at least.He knew why he was trying to bring her down from the artificial high she was on.
He didn’t want her hurt.He knew all too well what it was like to get your hopes up and then have them dashed.
He fisted his hands in her hair and pulled her back into the kiss.It slowed down, getting hot and heavy.Slow and delicious.
Billy’s heart was thudding, and his cock was throbbing when he finally pulled back.“Want to go home and get online?”
He might have taken it personally the way she hopped off his lap if he hadn’t just felt how hard her nipples were rubbing against his chest.
“Yes!”she crowed, slapping her seatbelt into its holder.
He put the truck in gear.He hoped something good awaited her, whether it was from the clerk’s input or from Fenton finally getting his act in gear.She was more excited than he could ever remember seeing her—only it wasn’t because she was nearing answers.
She was happy because maybe, just maybe, someone was finally looking for her.
Chapter Eleven
When they returned to her apartment, Roxie couldn’t boot up her laptop fast enough.She logged in and quickly searched her in-box.Somebody out there had been looking for a family of girls only a few months ago.She knew the chances of it being her, Lexie, and Maxie were slim, but she had a gut feeling.
Moonlight kept popping into her head.That cat had been trying to tell her something.
She settled in and checked out the responses she’d received since she and Billy had put a new post on the board.Unfortunately, none of them panned out.She searched back into the board’s history as far as she could go but didn’t find anything that clicked.Soon, there was nothing she could do but wait for new posts.
She started checking for them every ten minutes.Then it was once every hour.
Soon her positive outlook faded.
“You knew this could take a while,” Billy reminded her a few days later when her excitement had run out.They were in the bar, where everything seemed to be running slow from the tap to the kitchen to Whitey.The regular’s bum knee was acting up again.
“I know,” she said grumpily.It had already taken twenty-six years, but it was almost as if she could feel the clock ticking down.
And not towards a happy ending.
