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She leaned over now and teased him with her nipple before letting him get it into his mouth while still riding his cock. She kept up the mommy dialogue, pushing, pushing, until he came loud and hard. She’d been there less than half an hour by the time she was untying him.
Now came the hard part of the evening, the part where he wanted to talk. “You sure you won’t move in here with me? I can give you everything you want, anything.” She rested back against the headboard with a joint, something else she’d introduced him to.
“I’ve told you, I’m married and I’m not about to leave my husband. Don’t pout!” She put the joint to his lips and he took a draw. Maybe she shouldn’t give him any she thought. He always seems to get strange after a few tokes of weed. Like it bolsters him or something and he tries to act more assertive.
It was late into the night when she left his bed after fighting off his annoying pleas for her to stay. Sometimes he scared her when he got pushy, like there was a side of him that he kept well hidden. But lately, especially after she’d started giving him hits of her joints, she’s been seeing it more and more.
She got into her car closing and locking the door behind her as she drove off. She didn’t see the car that followed behind her; she had no reason to be aware of her surroundings. Her life was finally going the way she saw no reason to think that anything would go wrong.
Her mind was so preoccupied she didn’t see the lights of the other car as it came up behind her, not until she felt the impact as it ran into the back of her. “What the hell?” She looked in the rearview mirror but it was too dark to see who was behind her.
She didn’t find it odd that the person turned off their lights as she got out of the car to check the damage. She heard the door open behind her just as she was about to blast the other driver for being incompetent but the words got stuck. “You…?”
It was the last thing she said before she was struck hard across the face. She fell to her knees in shock as blood ran from her temple, but shock soon gave way to anger. She struggled to her feet screaming at her assailant, threatening retribution, but the second blow proved to be too much and she lost consciousness as she went down.
CHAPTER 8
“Come straight to the farm after work.”
“Why?” There was no answer coming from the other end of the line, nothing but dead air, so she took the phone away from her ear and looked at it before putting it back to her ear again. “Are you there?”
“Yes!”
“Did you hear me? Why do you want me to come straight there from here?” Again there was no answer, and she finally caught on. She’d noticed in the last few weeks since that sunset horseback ride that he’d started to change.
He seemed to be coming out from beneath the dark cloud that had been hanging over his head. She wasn’t sure if this new stubborn, possessiveness she sensed in him was the real him, or a by-product of all he’d just gone through, but she knew she was feeling the brunt of it.
So when he didn’t answer and didn’t budge from his stance, she decided it was best to give in. He’d shown her the day before that he was more than capable of going to any lengths to get his way.
“I’ll see you at about six then.” He hung up the phone.
Celia shook her head and hid her grin as she put her phone away. She was tickled pink by his new attitude, but she wasn’t about to let him know that. She looked at the clock on her desk and saw that it was almost end of day.
Since the murder had been cleared up, things had pretty much gone back to normal around here. The only excitement in her life these days was him, and he was way more work than any case she’d ever worked on.
Yesterday he’d told her to take a cab home because she’d yawned twice during one of their conversations and had made the mistake of telling him that she was tired. She’d argued that she was more than capable of driving the few minutes it would take to get home, only to go outside at the end of the day to find her car towed and him waiting for her in his truck.
“Why did you do that?” She’d watched in open-mouthed amazement as her car disappeared from view. His answer was a grunt before he lifted her into his truck, belted her in, and slammed the door. He’d barely said two words to her all the way to her house as they followed the tow truck to her driveway.
