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tonight, both during and after her stunt.
"I'm not sleepy."
"Then you need to turn on the GPS system or stop and get a map."
"Those things don't help when you don't know where you're going. How's Warlock?"
Aiden listened to the kitty purr near his ear and ... liked it ... as if he'd ... bonded with the beast ... heaven help him. "He's asleep right here beside me, where you could be"
"Great try"
The motor home climbed a curb and fell off the other end twice, damned near spraining his wrists and ankles each time, while his closet door swung open and barfed half his clothes, because Storm hadn't latched it. Outside,
branches— or giant ogre fingernails—scraped the exterior paint job, which would cost a bundle to restore.
"It's okay," Storm called. "Everything's okay." They came to a bouncing stop. "I'm gonna get myself a cup of coffee. Do you want anything?" Her voice now came from just outside the bedroom door, he could tell, though he couldn't see her.
"You know what I want," he said, putting as much sex appeal into his voice as he could muster.
Storm groaned. "Hold that thought"
"For how freaking long?"
"Until maybe ...
Connecticut
?"
"We're going to
Connecticut
?"
"I don't know, but we're pointed in that direction, sort of.”
“ What the hell are you using, a broken Girl Scout compass?"
"I got kicked out of Girl Scouts."
"I gotta ask. For hiding a Boy Scout in your tent?”
“Hey, good guess. For sleeping in the wrong tent during a camperee"
"With a boy."
"No ... with three boys."
"Effin' A. You're killing me here. Now I'm all hot again. Seriously, what are you using for directions?"
"I'm using the sound of the baby 'I hear crying. If it's loud, I'm on course. If it fades, I'm off course, and I turn around and go back, until it gets loud again."
"At this rate, it could take two days to get to
Connecticut
.”
“ We have two weeks."
"I will definitely need to pee sooner than that." Aiden stilled. "Storm ... there's a woman looking in at me. Two women. Three. Storm, I'm a sexual freak show!"
"Get real. You have tinted glass."
" And a surprising sense of modesty. They're grinning like they're starving, and I'm Sunday dinner. Oh for—one is licking her lips. They're pointing, and gathering a crowd. Effin' A, Storm! Someone snapped a picture. Will you come and close the damn shades!"
Storm came into the room looking like ... a hooker .. . fiddling with his ... shades—his luck.
"How do you close these things? There's no string to pull."
"Power shades. Button's at the—okay. Whew. Thanks.”
“ You're welcome ... sideshow freak."
She was trying not to look at him, he could tell. "You can look your fill," he said. "It's not like I can do anything about you"
"And aren't you sorry?" She sighed. "No, I can't look. If I do, I'll want to do something about you ... like jump your bones a couple, three times."
"Do give in to your baser urges and dive right in. I'm begging you."
"No, you're scaring me"
"Why? I'm not mad. I'm not a threat."
"That's what's scary. You should be livid. If that veneer of calm is a ploy, I'm in deep doo-doo. You're a loose cannon stud puppy with a cannon-sized boner, but you could be playing possum, and the first time I turn my back, you could tie me to the bed and take me back to
Salem."
Aiden appreciated the fact that his grin startled her. He raised a brow. "Honey, if I cuff you to this bed, I will not be thinking about going back to
Salem. I shouldn't admit it, because I'm really tired of this position, but the thought of driving this motor coach is not what's driving me" Aiden glanced down at his tented boxers. "Get the pic ture?" How could he not be turned on with her looking like that? Wearing his tailcoat over that merry boner maker made her look like a pricey streetwalker. "You look naked under there"
She placed her hands on her curvaceous hips with a st an ce that could only be termed argumentative. "Well, I'm not!"
"If some guy follows you back in
"I'm not sleepy."
"Then you need to turn on the GPS system or stop and get a map."
"Those things don't help when you don't know where you're going. How's Warlock?"
Aiden listened to the kitty purr near his ear and ... liked it ... as if he'd ... bonded with the beast ... heaven help him. "He's asleep right here beside me, where you could be"
"Great try"
The motor home climbed a curb and fell off the other end twice, damned near spraining his wrists and ankles each time, while his closet door swung open and barfed half his clothes, because Storm hadn't latched it. Outside,
branches— or giant ogre fingernails—scraped the exterior paint job, which would cost a bundle to restore.
"It's okay," Storm called. "Everything's okay." They came to a bouncing stop. "I'm gonna get myself a cup of coffee. Do you want anything?" Her voice now came from just outside the bedroom door, he could tell, though he couldn't see her.
"You know what I want," he said, putting as much sex appeal into his voice as he could muster.
Storm groaned. "Hold that thought"
"For how freaking long?"
"Until maybe ...
Connecticut
?"
"We're going to
Connecticut
?"
"I don't know, but we're pointed in that direction, sort of.”
“ What the hell are you using, a broken Girl Scout compass?"
"I got kicked out of Girl Scouts."
"I gotta ask. For hiding a Boy Scout in your tent?”
“Hey, good guess. For sleeping in the wrong tent during a camperee"
"With a boy."
"No ... with three boys."
"Effin' A. You're killing me here. Now I'm all hot again. Seriously, what are you using for directions?"
"I'm using the sound of the baby 'I hear crying. If it's loud, I'm on course. If it fades, I'm off course, and I turn around and go back, until it gets loud again."
"At this rate, it could take two days to get to
Connecticut
.”
“ We have two weeks."
"I will definitely need to pee sooner than that." Aiden stilled. "Storm ... there's a woman looking in at me. Two women. Three. Storm, I'm a sexual freak show!"
"Get real. You have tinted glass."
" And a surprising sense of modesty. They're grinning like they're starving, and I'm Sunday dinner. Oh for—one is licking her lips. They're pointing, and gathering a crowd. Effin' A, Storm! Someone snapped a picture. Will you come and close the damn shades!"
Storm came into the room looking like ... a hooker .. . fiddling with his ... shades—his luck.
"How do you close these things? There's no string to pull."
"Power shades. Button's at the—okay. Whew. Thanks.”
“ You're welcome ... sideshow freak."
She was trying not to look at him, he could tell. "You can look your fill," he said. "It's not like I can do anything about you"
"And aren't you sorry?" She sighed. "No, I can't look. If I do, I'll want to do something about you ... like jump your bones a couple, three times."
"Do give in to your baser urges and dive right in. I'm begging you."
"No, you're scaring me"
"Why? I'm not mad. I'm not a threat."
"That's what's scary. You should be livid. If that veneer of calm is a ploy, I'm in deep doo-doo. You're a loose cannon stud puppy with a cannon-sized boner, but you could be playing possum, and the first time I turn my back, you could tie me to the bed and take me back to
Salem."
Aiden appreciated the fact that his grin startled her. He raised a brow. "Honey, if I cuff you to this bed, I will not be thinking about going back to
Salem. I shouldn't admit it, because I'm really tired of this position, but the thought of driving this motor coach is not what's driving me" Aiden glanced down at his tented boxers. "Get the pic ture?" How could he not be turned on with her looking like that? Wearing his tailcoat over that merry boner maker made her look like a pricey streetwalker. "You look naked under there"
She placed her hands on her curvaceous hips with a st an ce that could only be termed argumentative. "Well, I'm not!"
"If some guy follows you back in
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