She bit her lip and looked away.
He sighed.“Let’s get you up to the counter.”
“You don’t have to stay with me,” she said.
“I want to make sure you get on a bus.I want to make sure the driver knows to watch out for you,” Terrik said.
“Thank you.”
“Hello, little lady, what can I do for you?”the man behind the counter asked.
“I need a bus ticket.”
“To where, hun?”
“When is the first bus leaving?”
The old man looked at his computer.“We have one leaving in five minutes for New Mexico.”
“How much?”
“Tell you what.Since you’re getting here late, I’ll give you a deal.How does fifty dollars sound?”
She relaxed and smiled.“That would be great, sir.Thank you.”
She pulled out some cash from her backpack and handed it to the man.
He slid her a ticket.“You’d better hurry.It’s bus number eleven.”
“Thank you so much, sir.”
“You’re very welcome, miss.I suggest you sit behind the driver so he can watch over you.”
“I will,” she said.
Terrik took her bag, then her arm, and hustled her over to the bus.“Do you want him to put your bag under the bus?”
She shook her head.“No.I’d like to keep it with me.”
Terrik nodded.“Go on and get in while I talk to the driver.”
She hugged him, surprising him.“Thank you for taking care of me.”
He hugged her back.“You take care of yourself and stay safe.”
“I’ll do the best I can.”
He nodded and pushed her toward the door.
She stepped up and turned to wave at him.He smiled and waved back.
She settled into the seat behind the driver and watched Terrik talk to the guy for a moment, then waved again and walked off.
The driver nodded to her as he climbed in.He shut the door and started the bus.Within a minute, they were pulling out of the station.
She saw Terrik get into his car and felt a sliver of sadness.He’d been the only one who had acted like he cared, and now she didn’t have anyone.Dutch popped into her head.She had to admit he cared about her, and he’d been so gentle with her.Just thinking about some of the things he’d done to her made her body tingle.God, how could she feel any desire after all the orgasms she’d had the night before?
Did the drug turn her into a nympho?God, how embarrassing would that be?Then the thought of anyone else besides Dutch touching her made her nauseous.
