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Authors: Kelli Heneghan, Nathan Squiers
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off’. I could lay you down on the ground right now and spend the rest of the night buried deep inside of you, and still be hard as a rock tomorrow morning.” Jason studied her flushed face.
With a groan, Nicole buried her face against his chest refusing to look up at him. Chuckling, he wrapped his arms around her. “Now, let’s go back up to the house before Mitch feels the need to send out a search party.” He turned her around, and, linking his fingers through hers, led her back up to the house. “I don’t think I could take any comments from Mitch right now, so I’m going to go ahead and get out of here. I’ll call you tomorrow,” he whispered against her lips when he leaned in for a goodnight kiss.
“I’d like that.” She nodded returning his kiss.
With a soft groan, he took a step back from her, gave her a wink, and then gave her a gentle push towards the door. “Tomorrow,” he promised her as he headed back down the steps to his truck.
She watched as his taillights disappeared down the drive before turning to the door, but decided she wasn’t quite ready to head inside. Walking over to the porch swing, she sat down. With a push of her foot, she set it into motion and then watched the stars as they started to fill the evening sky. Not even in Austin were the stars this bright or numerous.
It had been a night much like this one when she’d been told her parents were dead. The day had been spent at the lake with some friends, doing the typical teenager-on- summer-break thing. Thinking she was going to catch hell for being late, Nicole had rushed into the house. But to her surprise, the house was empty. She’d called Aunt Helen and Uncle Steve, thinking maybe they had gone over there. But Helen hadn’t heard from her sister in days. Helen checked with Uncle Steve and said that her father had left the job around noon that day, claiming he had personal business to attend to.
“Do you want me to come over and wait with you?” Her aunt had asked.
“Oh no. I’m sure they’ll be home soon.” Nicole had assured her. “I’ll have Mom give you a call tomorrow.”
She had taken a cool shower before making herself a sandwich. Because her father didn’t believe in air conditioning even with the Texas heat, she had taken a large glass of ice tea and a new book out to the front porch and sat on the porch swing. There was always a gentle breeze in the evenings that helped cool things off. She settled into her favorite reading position on the swing and had been reading for a while when she heard the sound of a car coming slowly down the ranch road.
It wasn’t her father’s pickup truck, she’d realized, so she stood up and moved to the railing. A sense of foreboding swept over her when she saw the distinctive lights on the roof of the car. Her grip tightened around the porch railing as she watched the Sheriff Aunt Helen and Uncle Steve exit the car. She watched as they approached the house. Helen had looked up, and seeing the grief on her face Nicole had known without a word being spoken that something awful had happened to her parents.
“Nicole…” Helen hurried up the steps and put her arms around her niece.
“Tell me.” She pushed away from her aunt, her gaze on the sheriff.
“Nicole, I am sorry to be the one to have to tell you this…There was an incident involving your parents.” The Sheriff cleared his throat, looking at her aunt and uncle. “Nicole, your parents…were they having problems, do you know?”
Nicole looked between the three adults. Aunt Helen was twisting her hands together and Uncle Steve looked like he was ready to throw up. What is going on? She looked back at the Sheriff. “Well, they always argued about money and mom wanted dad to take more time off. What do you mean by problems?”
Uncle Steve looked at the Sheriff, who nodded curtly at him. “Nicole, your mom was trying to leave
With a groan, Nicole buried her face against his chest refusing to look up at him. Chuckling, he wrapped his arms around her. “Now, let’s go back up to the house before Mitch feels the need to send out a search party.” He turned her around, and, linking his fingers through hers, led her back up to the house. “I don’t think I could take any comments from Mitch right now, so I’m going to go ahead and get out of here. I’ll call you tomorrow,” he whispered against her lips when he leaned in for a goodnight kiss.
“I’d like that.” She nodded returning his kiss.
With a soft groan, he took a step back from her, gave her a wink, and then gave her a gentle push towards the door. “Tomorrow,” he promised her as he headed back down the steps to his truck.
She watched as his taillights disappeared down the drive before turning to the door, but decided she wasn’t quite ready to head inside. Walking over to the porch swing, she sat down. With a push of her foot, she set it into motion and then watched the stars as they started to fill the evening sky. Not even in Austin were the stars this bright or numerous.
It had been a night much like this one when she’d been told her parents were dead. The day had been spent at the lake with some friends, doing the typical teenager-on- summer-break thing. Thinking she was going to catch hell for being late, Nicole had rushed into the house. But to her surprise, the house was empty. She’d called Aunt Helen and Uncle Steve, thinking maybe they had gone over there. But Helen hadn’t heard from her sister in days. Helen checked with Uncle Steve and said that her father had left the job around noon that day, claiming he had personal business to attend to.
“Do you want me to come over and wait with you?” Her aunt had asked.
“Oh no. I’m sure they’ll be home soon.” Nicole had assured her. “I’ll have Mom give you a call tomorrow.”
She had taken a cool shower before making herself a sandwich. Because her father didn’t believe in air conditioning even with the Texas heat, she had taken a large glass of ice tea and a new book out to the front porch and sat on the porch swing. There was always a gentle breeze in the evenings that helped cool things off. She settled into her favorite reading position on the swing and had been reading for a while when she heard the sound of a car coming slowly down the ranch road.
It wasn’t her father’s pickup truck, she’d realized, so she stood up and moved to the railing. A sense of foreboding swept over her when she saw the distinctive lights on the roof of the car. Her grip tightened around the porch railing as she watched the Sheriff Aunt Helen and Uncle Steve exit the car. She watched as they approached the house. Helen had looked up, and seeing the grief on her face Nicole had known without a word being spoken that something awful had happened to her parents.
“Nicole…” Helen hurried up the steps and put her arms around her niece.
“Tell me.” She pushed away from her aunt, her gaze on the sheriff.
“Nicole, I am sorry to be the one to have to tell you this…There was an incident involving your parents.” The Sheriff cleared his throat, looking at her aunt and uncle. “Nicole, your parents…were they having problems, do you know?”
Nicole looked between the three adults. Aunt Helen was twisting her hands together and Uncle Steve looked like he was ready to throw up. What is going on? She looked back at the Sheriff. “Well, they always argued about money and mom wanted dad to take more time off. What do you mean by problems?”
Uncle Steve looked at the Sheriff, who nodded curtly at him. “Nicole, your mom was trying to leave
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