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they love her which makes me feel a lot happier.
She’s not easy at times, but they all have lots of patience with her.”
    “It
must have been difficult for you raising her without the help of a wife.”
    “I
couldn’t have done it without my family.”
    “Did
you know she had Down syndrome before she was born?”
    If
the relationship was going to continue it was probably best she knew about
Emily. Well, not the whole story, only his brothers and his mother knew the
true story of how he came to be her father.
    “Emily’s
not my natural child. My wife and I adopted her, and yes, we knew she was a special
child.”
    He
turned to look at Natalie. He was sure he saw tears in her eyes.
    “That
was wonderful of you,” she said.
    She
dabbed the corner of her eye with a tissue. He’d been right. Those were tears
in her eyes. And it made him want her even more.
    ****
     
    Natalie
loved the fact that his hair was long enough that it curled over the back of
his shirt collar. She ran her fingers through it as they swayed in perfect time
with the music. She hadn’t counted on her child’s father being do damn sexy and
hot. Sleeping with him had been the last thing she’d imagined doing when she’d
met him, but she wanted him to make love to her tonight. Did he have that on
his agenda too? She hoped so or she’d be taking a cold shower at the motel as
soon as she got back.
    He
ran his hand up her back, just to the left of her spine and it sent shivers of
a good kind throughout her body. She’d had too much wine, but she’d been
nervous when they’d first stepped into the bar. Now her senses were lowered, and she was beginning to relax.
    He
told her that he’d adopted Emily, that he’d known she was a Down syndrome baby,
yet still wanted her. It had moved her, touched her heart, and she’d almost
blurted out a thank you for taking my child and giving her a loving home. But
she was still being cautious, yes, selfish too, not revealing who she was and
why she’d come to town. She’d stepped over a line and couldn’t go back. The way
was forward and once she felt comfortable about having his trust, then she’d
tell him.
    She
realized the deeper they got involved the more that was at stake by not being completely
honest up front. But if he banished her at this point, she’d have to leave and
she’d never see her daughter again. She wanted to be with her some more; teach her to knit, and teach her other things too. She also
wanted to get to know Flynn much, much more.
    Natalie
began crying and hoped Flynn didn’t see her. Resting her head on his shoulder,
she closed her eyes and listened to the music and was sure she could hear
Flynn’s heart beating. She’d only known him for a bit but the last time she
felt exactly like this, she was falling in love with Emily’s father.

 
     
    Chapter
Nine
     
    The
wine had relaxed her, made her uninhibited. She’d pulled Flynn up to the motel
room and inside where it was warm, cozy, and the night was young.
    “Come
here beautiful lady,” he said pulling her in close.
    He
kissed her. He was a great kisser. They were going to make love. His cock was rigid and pressed against her belly.
She could only imagine how it would feel inside her.
    My scar.
    He’d
see her scar. Unless of course she got creative.
    She
had the perfect plan. Natalie pulled away from him and bunched up her dress and
pulled down her pantyhose and panties. Flynn didn’t take his eyes off her and
the undergarments now lying on the top of her feet.
    “Is
someone in a hurry for sex?” He reached for the belt on her dress ready to tug
it, but she stopped him.
    “Take
me like this with my dress on, but nothing underneath.”
    “Is
that what you like? Because I had visions of the first time we had sex, you
sprawled naked on the bed with your legs wide apart and…
    Shit,
that sounded so much better, but for now, it had to be her way.
    “This
is my fantasy,” she said.
    He
smiled. “I have to admit that