Private Number
I know what happened to your wife.
CHAPTER 6
SILVER
Too much caffeineand a long day have conspired to put an ache behind my eyes to match the ones in the rest of my body. It was a ton of work, but absolutely worth it. Between the new coffees and the Harvest Fest crowd, Lucky’s pulled in a record shattering amount of money today. Not to mention we had a constant line for coffee yesterday when we first opened the new section.
It’s always like that in a small town. I’ve seen people line up around the block when a new dollar store opens, and the only thing that outnumbers dollar stores in our area are churches. But anything new draws a crowd temporarily. The real test will be how many customers keep coming back.
Despite my tired body, my mind is still wired when I park in front of Lee’s house. The look on his face when he saw my costume hasn’t left my mind. I’ve argued with myself about whether it’s a good idea to sleep with him again while I’mstaying here. Calli’s warning that he will never be serious with anyone again was meant to discourage me, but it actually does the opposite. I was done with men before I had all these other things to deal with. I sure don’t want one now. And if he’s in the same frame of mind, then I can’t see how some mutually beneficial orgasms would hurt. As long as I’m staying in his guest room, it won’t feel like a live-in boyfriend situation.
Okay, this might be me talking myself into satisfying that ache between my legs that started when he threatened to drag me into the office. It’s been one awful week. Give a girl a break.
Lee’s usually on his back deck in the evenings, or sometimes down by the lake at his bonfire pit, but when I let myself in tonight, he’s sitting at the kitchen bar. He’s focused on his phone and doesn’t even look up at the sound of the door.
I slide a box onto the bar near him. “Hey, I brought some donuts. Lots of jelly ones this time so you don’t need to fight me for them.”
“Hmm. Thanks.” He nods absently, only glancing up for a second.
“Is everything okay?” He’s not typically so into his phone. And he usually attacks the donuts before I can hand them over.
“Yeah, fine,” he grunts, setting the phone aside and getting up. He grabs a beer from the fridge. “It’s been a long day.”
I’m not fazed by his surly mood. It’s his default setting asfar as I can tell. “Tell me about it,” I sigh, bending over to take off my shoes. “My feet are killing me.” His eyes are on me when I straighten up, and I grin at the way they sweep down my body.
“Get a good look. Last chance to see me in costume,” I tease. His expression stays impassive but his gaze locks onto my thighs as I slowly raise the skirt a bit, displaying the lacey stockings. A picture flashes in my mind of him tearing them off me and bending me over the couch. It wouldn’t be a bad way to finish off the night.
He doesn’t budge, just leans against the counter, watching me. The corset string that runs down the front of the dress is mostly for show, but it does tighten things up a little. I loosen the string and let the bodice relax until it reveals the top of my breasts. “That’s better,” I breathe.
His throat bobs with a hard swallow and he takes a drink. Heat builds in his eyes when I walk toward him.
“Will you unzip me?” There’s a long moment of silence after I turn my back to him. Finally, he sweeps my hair aside slowly, his fingertips trailing across my bare shoulder. He slides the zipper down. My eyes fall closed when he runs his fingers leisurely back up my spine.
“Thanks, it was hard to reach.” A step backward lets me press my ass against him and feel his cock hardening.
“I know what you’re doing.” His voice is deep, husky.
I would hope so. Another few seconds and I don’t doubt he’ll have me pinned to the wall. Instead of letting that happen, I step away from him and pull the straps of the dressoff as I walk away. “I’m going to shower. If you want to come and interrupt.”
Without looking back, I head for my room. I half expect him to stop me before I get to the door, but he doesn’t follow. Every second that it takes for me to get my clothes together, undress, and wait for the shower water to warm up is full of anticipation.
I’m not sure why I’m so worked up all of a sudden. Maybe it’s the relief of having a good day after some terrible ones. Or maybe it’s because Lee seems to get hotter every day. Just the thought of his large hands on me again and his big body pinning me down has my nipples hard despite the warmth of the water cascading over me.
Minutes tick by while I wash and rinse, listening intently for the sound of him approaching. Now he’s teasing me, waiting so long.
A drop of disappointment seeps in as the time passes and he never joins me. Maybe shower sex isn’t his thing, but I did expect he’d come and grab me by now. Instead, I get dried off and throw on some thin shorts and a soft tee shirt.
When I emerge from the bedroom, I’m surprised to see him coming from his room with a duffel bag in hand and boots on. “Are you going somewhere?”
He nods, picking up his truck keys. “Will you feed and water Rogue for me until I get back? There’s a full bag of food in the bottom cabinet. I might be gone for a couple of days.”
He’s leaving for days? “You could just say no thanks to fucking me again. You don’t have to run away,” I reply, keeping my voice light. It doesn’t stop my face from heatingwith embarrassment. Here I was trying to seduce him and waiting in the shower while he was packing his stuff.
“It has nothing to do with you.” His phone rattles and he checks it, types a reply, and tucks it away again.
“Are you sure everything’s okay?” My ego isn’t big enough to assume something must be wrong for him to pass on getting me naked, but he isn’t acting like himself.
