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She moaned, dropping her hand from my face and gripping the side of the sink. I plunged in and out, nailing her to the counter, working my way toward freedom. Halfway to victory with my dick inside her, I realized what I was doing. I was treating Aly like a toy, like a plaything to be used without regard for her feelings.
I was going to have to be more patient. I was going to have to have a conversation about expectations for the future. We couldn’t keep screwing each other with such vastly different fantasies.
The realization almost got in the way, almost ran me off the road. But Aly was still enjoying the moment, and the pure ecstasy in her moans brought me back. I didn’t know if I could promise her forever, but right then, she deserved my undivided attention.
Our bodies moved together in sync, and we came together hard. Breathless, I withdrew, letting her skirt fall.
“Wow.” She turned around and kissed me.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
She stooped to pull her underwear back up. “Why are you sorry?”
I skirted the question. “I’d appreciate a ride to work.”
“Why are you sorry?” she asked again.
I put my hand down on the sink’s edge, which, only seconds before, she had been gripping in the throes of passion. “I can’t do this.”
Her face hardened into a sculpture of ice. “What do you mean, you can’t do this?”
“I’ll wait outside.” I turned and walked out the door.
I leaned up against her car, watching as she exited the cabin. Her movements were tight and controlled, betraying nothing but anger. I didn’t want to hurt her. Hell, I wanted to make love to her every day for the foreseeable future. I just couldn’t commit to marriage.
I told myself it was better to nip it in the bud. What I was doing might seem cruel, but would it be kinder to lead her down the primrose path, only to break her heart years from now?
She didn’t speak to me, unlocking the car and climbing inside. I almost thought she would leave me there in the driveway, but she unlocked the passenger side door. I climbed inside, feeling too guilty to say anything.
“That was cold, Linc,” she announced, her voice frigid.
I didn’t respond. We drove in silence to the lumberyard, where she parked and let me out. I couldn’t help watching as she climbed out, locked the door, and turned toward the office. Walking away, she gave me the middle finger. A little bit of tension relaxed its hold on my heart. I was glad to see her lashing out instead of keeping it inside. I was the first to admit that I had overstepped her boundaries and acted like a jerk. What had I been thinking?
All the admonitions against hurting Aly that had been jammed down my throat, and I had blown them out of the water. There wasn’t anything I could have done, short of killing her dog, that would have been worse. I replayed the morning again and again,the erotic dance against the kitchen sink, her face when I had told her it was over.
I had been out of my mind with lust and handled it badly. What I thought had been an honest mistake had turned into a blunt instrument. I knew I could never make it up to her, and I could only hope that she would decide that I was a coward and take her anger out on me instead of herself. I tried to focus on work, until Porter came down the hill.
“May I talk with you?” he said tightly.
I sighed, wiping my hands off on my jeans. I was in the middle of helping Danny load his truck.
“I got it,” Danny said.
I followed Porter into the barn, to a quiet space in the back where he could murder me in peace. “What the hell did you do?”
“Nothing,” I said.
“I’m not asking as a friend,” he snarled. “I’m asking as your boss.”
“As my boss, it’s none of your business.”
He chewed on that for a moment, trying to come up with a way to force me to talk. “I can’t fire you for breaking up with Aly, but I can come around to your place with a baseball bat.”
I folded my arms. Porter was a big guy, and I had no doubt he could hold his own in a fight, but I had eight years of combat experience on him. I could appreciate his feelings of betrayal, but I wasn’t going to let him intimidate me. If he wanted to escalate the situation, I was ready.
“Don’t,” I said. “I’ll be waiting for you.”
He cast his eyes around, trying to understand. “I’m sorry. It was wrong to threaten you.”
