Kendria stood beneath the pulsing spray of the shower and
allowed herself to cry. Her frustration had crested and
flowed over like lava from a spewing volcano.
Why can’t he leave me alone? Even as she asked, she knew
the answer. Joe wasn’t a man who would be letting things go.
He hated to lose.
“Not that I was ever his to begin with.” Didn’t matter. Joe
had his own crazy world of thoughts. She turned her back and
stepped into the water streams once more. A sound reached
her, and it had her shaking her head. “I’m getting jumpy.”
Wrapped in the large towel, she left the bathroom, and
walked out to sit on the bed. Once there, she reached for
her purse. A twinge in her arm reminded her of her injury
and the fact she’d yet to attend to it. “Damn it.”
flipped through her wallet and checked out her money
“Thank God for being frugal.
left it sitting there and padded to her small suitcase. Two
outfits. “This ain’t going to cut it.”
Dressing in jeans, t-shirt, and her tennis shoes without
socks this time, she went to the door and opened it. Her
heart kicked up at the sight of the jacked up truck she’d
first seen moments before she’d gotten her first look at
Vance. Casting her gaze around, she searched for him among
those in the parking lot.
“Looking for me?”
gasped and barely bit back squeal. He leaned against the
wall, a piece of grass in his mouth.
“Come to deliver bad news?” He lifted a dark eyebrow. “About
the car,” she amended.
grinned. “Yep. You’re stuck here.”
sent him a playful scowl, loving how he could make her
forget anything but him. “Really?”
least until I’m done with you.”
Words that held a much deeper but not-so-subtle meaning. She
propped herself against the doorframe, grateful it was her
uninjured arm. “Sounds menacing.” He made her smile and
relax. Feel safe. And desirable. All experiences she wanted
“Are you scared?”
“Not even remotely.” And, those words had never been truer.
With him, she hadn’t the slightest bit of fear. She leaned
in closer, allowing his rich scent to fill her nostrils.
raked his gaze over her, sending more moisture to her needy
pussy. The grin that kicked up his lips didn’t help.
“Hell, no. Anticipatory.”
concurred. “So, what’s wrong with my car?”
“Nothing much. I’ll have it up and running in a few days.”
“So, you’re just telling me—”
“You’re stuck. Come on.”
exited her room, purse in hand. “I could use some clothing.
I don’t have enough to be here for a few days.”
stepped up close to her, lips brushing her ear. “I have a
shirt you’d look perfect in. Maybe even two.”
warm breath gave her shivers. Her nipples drew tight, and
she nearly tripped over her feet. He snaked an arm around
her middle, bringing her back against him. More specifically
his hard cock.
shirt or two? No pants? Boxers?” She cast a teasing glance
at him over her shoulder. “Are you a boxers or briefs man?
“You’ll find out soon enough. I’m fine with you wearing
nothing but my shirts. No panties at all.”
“Confident.” He walked beside her. “Do you eat pizza?”
course, who doesn’t eat pizza?”
shrugged. “Just asking first. Good, I have some in the
Sure enough, a large box sat on the passenger seat. She
lifted it and climbed up, favoring her arm as best she could
without giving anything away. The seat beneath her was warm.
“Where are we going?”
“Garage. I have some more work to finish up. I just stopped
to grab some food.” He hurried around and got the engine
“Never eaten in a garage before.” She readjusted her grip on
the box. “Don’t know if I’ve ever been in one.”