worse.
“Okay, fine, but make it quick.” She wasn’t sure how long she could take his hands stroking her, even if he claimed he was looking for bugs.
Her butt had barely hit the chair when Joe’s hands plunged into her hair, his fingertips massaging her scalp. She sighed and relaxed against the chair as the creepy-crawly feeling faded.
After a few minutes he pushed her head forward a little so his thumbs could rub the back of her neck. She was fairly sure it wasn’t a popular tick hangout, but it felt good. Very good. Definitely too good to protest.
“Got your question all ready for tonight?” he asked, but her brain was turning to totally relaxed mush.
“Hmmm?” was all she could manage.
“Your interview question? You know, the questions that are supposedly going to save your career?”
“Mmmhmmm.” She knew which questions he meant. It was just that, right then and as long as Joe had his hands on her, she didn’t care.
If Keri didn’t quit with the little moaning noises, Joe was going to prematurely blow his load like he had the first night Keri finally let him take off her bra and touch her nipples.
It had been embarrassing enough at the time, but a reenactment now would be nothing short of mortifying. Time to stop touching her.
With a bone-deep reluctance, he let his hands drop and stepped back from the chair. “No ticks.”
She rolled her head, making more damn sex noises. “I could let you do that all night long.”
That wasn’t exactly what he wanted to do to her all night long, so he let that invitation pass. “I’m gonna round up the kids while you shower.”
He was out the door before she could say anything else his libido would warp with its sexual slant.
The last thing he wanted to do at that moment was face the horde of Kowalski kids, so he turned left on the dirt road, walking toward the woods and away from the center of the campground.
If his subconscious had been trying to punish Keri for dumping him in favor of high-rise littered pastures, it had seriously backfired. He was the one suffering.
The overwhelming—and surprising—want he felt for her was knocking him on his ass.
Sure, he’d thought about her a lot over the years. Her mom and his were close friends, so she came up in conversation. And she worked for a woman one skipped dose away from being his own personal stalker.
But it wasn’t like he hadn’t moved on. There had been plenty of women, some of whom he’d almost believed might be the one. And Lauren…
He wouldn’t have guessed those little pangs of nostalgia he’d felt whenever he thought of Keri were actually buried feelings waiting to slap him upside the head the first time he saw her again.
The low rumble of an ATV signaled incoming and Joe moved to the side of the road to let it pass.
It pulled up beside him, instead. “Hangin’ out with all your friends?”
He flipped Kevin the bird and kept walking. Sadly, his brother didn’t catch the hint and idled along beside him.
“Saw Keri headed for the bathhouse. Looked like she was in a better mood than you.”
No shit. She didn’t have the fly of her jeans chafing the erection that wouldn’t die. “Good for her.”
“Ouch. Wanna talk about it?”
Joe gave up and stood still. “Nothing to talk about.”
Kevin killed his engine and crossed his arms. “You can’t bullshit a bullshitter, my friend.”
“What the hell was I thinking?”
“Hot. Alone. Cabin.”
Joe snorted, wishing it were that simple, but a part of him had been playing what-if as soon as he heard she was looking for him. The hot came after. “She’s here for work.”
“Maybe you repressed the memory, but you kissed her in front of the whole family. She didn’t exactly knee you in the balls for it.”
Worse. She’d given him the let’s be reasonable adults talk. And made it sound reasonable. His brain got the message, but so far the memo hadn’t made it below the waist. “We’re taking the kids out for
“Okay, fine, but make it quick.” She wasn’t sure how long she could take his hands stroking her, even if he claimed he was looking for bugs.
Her butt had barely hit the chair when Joe’s hands plunged into her hair, his fingertips massaging her scalp. She sighed and relaxed against the chair as the creepy-crawly feeling faded.
After a few minutes he pushed her head forward a little so his thumbs could rub the back of her neck. She was fairly sure it wasn’t a popular tick hangout, but it felt good. Very good. Definitely too good to protest.
“Got your question all ready for tonight?” he asked, but her brain was turning to totally relaxed mush.
“Hmmm?” was all she could manage.
“Your interview question? You know, the questions that are supposedly going to save your career?”
“Mmmhmmm.” She knew which questions he meant. It was just that, right then and as long as Joe had his hands on her, she didn’t care.
If Keri didn’t quit with the little moaning noises, Joe was going to prematurely blow his load like he had the first night Keri finally let him take off her bra and touch her nipples.
It had been embarrassing enough at the time, but a reenactment now would be nothing short of mortifying. Time to stop touching her.
With a bone-deep reluctance, he let his hands drop and stepped back from the chair. “No ticks.”
She rolled her head, making more damn sex noises. “I could let you do that all night long.”
That wasn’t exactly what he wanted to do to her all night long, so he let that invitation pass. “I’m gonna round up the kids while you shower.”
He was out the door before she could say anything else his libido would warp with its sexual slant.
The last thing he wanted to do at that moment was face the horde of Kowalski kids, so he turned left on the dirt road, walking toward the woods and away from the center of the campground.
If his subconscious had been trying to punish Keri for dumping him in favor of high-rise littered pastures, it had seriously backfired. He was the one suffering.
The overwhelming—and surprising—want he felt for her was knocking him on his ass.
Sure, he’d thought about her a lot over the years. Her mom and his were close friends, so she came up in conversation. And she worked for a woman one skipped dose away from being his own personal stalker.
But it wasn’t like he hadn’t moved on. There had been plenty of women, some of whom he’d almost believed might be the one. And Lauren…
He wouldn’t have guessed those little pangs of nostalgia he’d felt whenever he thought of Keri were actually buried feelings waiting to slap him upside the head the first time he saw her again.
The low rumble of an ATV signaled incoming and Joe moved to the side of the road to let it pass.
It pulled up beside him, instead. “Hangin’ out with all your friends?”
He flipped Kevin the bird and kept walking. Sadly, his brother didn’t catch the hint and idled along beside him.
“Saw Keri headed for the bathhouse. Looked like she was in a better mood than you.”
No shit. She didn’t have the fly of her jeans chafing the erection that wouldn’t die. “Good for her.”
“Ouch. Wanna talk about it?”
Joe gave up and stood still. “Nothing to talk about.”
Kevin killed his engine and crossed his arms. “You can’t bullshit a bullshitter, my friend.”
“What the hell was I thinking?”
“Hot. Alone. Cabin.”
Joe snorted, wishing it were that simple, but a part of him had been playing what-if as soon as he heard she was looking for him. The hot came after. “She’s here for work.”
“Maybe you repressed the memory, but you kissed her in front of the whole family. She didn’t exactly knee you in the balls for it.”
Worse. She’d given him the let’s be reasonable adults talk. And made it sound reasonable. His brain got the message, but so far the memo hadn’t made it below the waist. “We’re taking the kids out for
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