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“I’m not trying to make up for anything,” I said, cutting her off. “I’m not trying to prove anything. I need to do this. To give you everything I have. The past is haunting, yes, but I’m focusing on the here and now. And what is to come.”
Her smile grew, and I saw in her eyes that she wanted the same thing. I pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. Once she relaxed back against me, I continued to pamper her. Tapping her thigh, she raised the leg, her foot resting on the tub’s edge. I placed a soft kiss on her neck before moving to the other leg.
When she was clean, I gave myself a quick wipe down, tossed the wet cloth to the sink, and relaxed back, flipping the button for the jets.
“You know,” she commented, sounding half asleep, “a girl could get used to this kind of treatment.”
Chuckling, I pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Good thing I could get used to doing it then. Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She snuggled down a bit more. I was afraid she would fall asleep in the water, so I helped her sit up before I got out of the tub, quickly wrapping a towel around my waist. When she stood, I helped her out and dried her off. I wrapped a towel around her after she pulled her hair, only partially wet, into a new bun.
“I can’t believe it’s 5:00am.” Her gaze went from the window and the darkness beyond it to the bedroom. “How about a small snack and a movie before we get a little more sleep? I want to be rested for the fair later.”
“I think that’s a great plan. Go get into your PJ’s, and I will go get us something to nibble on.”
I swatted her ass as I walked by and headed out of the room. I needed to cool my growing need or she would be what I was nibbling on. I had to remind myself that she needed rest. I didn’t want her in pain after our vigorous love making.
Chapter Six
Callum
The last thing I wanted to do this afternoon was let Kara out of bed. But her heart was set on the fair, so that’s where we were heading.
I wasn’t going to be alone with this trek out today. Not with what has happened so far. I drove around the parking lot, scouting for a defendable position. On one hand, I would hope she’d be safe out here. On the other, I knew people were unpredictable on a good day. This asshole has already pushed the limits. I was taking zero chances. Finding a space, I parked my truck. Without me asking, Kara waited until I got out and came around to help her out.
Looking around, searching for anything that wasn’t right, I knew my gut would be on high alert. One thing I’d learned many moons ago was, my gut was more trustworthy than my other senses. It hasn’t let me down yet.
I tried to keep the worry off my face when Kara turned to lean into my side.
“Hey…” She turned back around, her grin growing when the large SUV pulled into the lot. I raised my arm, waving him to where we were. Dan parked right beside us, and when he got out, he tossed a cap at his sister.
“Found your cap, squirt.”
Kara laughed at the yellow and pink cap. “God, I’ve not seen this in so long. But I am not wearing it. I’m not a kid anymore.”
“Thought you would want to relive those glory days.”
“You mean the times you would leave me in line for a ride and disappear?”
“Yeah, look, we know I was a sucky brother sometimes. You were an annoying little brat back then. It wasn’t all my fault.”
She punched him in the arm with a huff.
“You were not a sucky brother…you were just a jerk face.”
She tossed it into the truck and took my hand.
With them laughing and jostling each other, we made our way toward the front entrance. I knew two of the guys from the firm were already inside, keeping an eye on anyone that came in. They had a description of Ian and would be taking images of all adult men coming through the gate.
This would be a tricky place to not only canvas, but to secure with the amount of people in and out. Townsfolk, people from neighboring towns. It was chaos, and you just couldn’t bubble that shit up.
There were people of all shapes, sizes, ethnicities, and demeanors out here already. Kids were running around laughing and calling out to each other. Dan and I both moved out of the way, chuckling, when a group of boys darted between us to escape a smaller child’s question. Since they all had on the same yellow and blue shirt, I figured it was safe to put them together as family.
“So glad it wasn’t just our generation that was turds,” Kara huffed.
I gave her hand a squeeze.
The game booths we passed were loud with popping balloons, the tinkling of ping pong balls against glass fish bowls, and the smashing of the big rubber mallet on the metal plate that made the Hi-Riser game ding. That is, if you got that metal piece up high enough to ring the bell.
