high inside her against her cervix.
She was crying, sobbing, coming, moaning his name and he loved it. He couldn’t help kissing her, stroking her, licking the tears off her face. He rolled to the side, and pulled her to him.
Samantha sagged limply against Jake’s chest, totally drained, listening to his thundering heart as her pulse slowed. She felt thoroughly fucked, and cherished, strange, as it may seem. “That was ¼ ”
“Intense,” he suggested.
“Yeah, intense. You’re making me crazy, you know.”
“Good.”
She smiled against his chest, unable to work up any anger right now. Then she remembered the reason he’d left her. “Who did you go see?”
Jake looked down at her. “How did you know I saw someone?”
She tilted her head back to look into his eyes. He was surprised by the information, and tense, she could feel his body tighten as if for battle. “Just an educated guess. You wanted to make sure I didn’t stumble across you. My brother Tad isn’t in tow. So that means you went to see someone.”
“Damn, you’re good.”
“Thanks,” she said, warming. “So spill, what happened?”
“They ran down the Ford that sideswiped you. It was stolen, dented, and then abandoned.”
Samantha relaxed at his words. “Ah just some kids screwing around, I’m relieved.” Then she tensed when she thought of who’d brought the news to him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, skimming a hand down her back.
“Oh my god was it Kathy outside. Does she know ¼ ”
He stilled for a moment then sighed. “Don’t worry, your surrender is safe with me. Nobody will ever know.”
Chapter 9
Two hours later, the click of the screen door snapping shut jolted Samantha jolted awake. Even before she sat up and looked around, she knew Jake was gone. The scent of their arousal still hung headily in the air making her smile even though she was sleeping solo. What did he have against sleeping with her anyway? Last night he’d left her tucked alone on the sofa after they’d made love. Was this more of the same? She idly wondered if she could break him of the habit as she sat up.
What the hell? It was happening now. Had he deliberately lied to her about the date of the drop to keep her out of the loop? She rolled out of bed, slid into her shoes, and ran to the window. In the dark she could see a boat scuttling across the lake toward the boathouse. Shit, looking closer, she could see the shadow of a man hiding behind the shed. Probably Jake. Darn him for not trusting her.
She had to hurry down there. No matter what the future brought, she would protect both Jake and Tad. She clambered down the ladder, totally forgetting her fear and raced toward the shed, keeping in the shadow of the tree line. Jake turned at her approach. His harsh expression let her know she wasn’t welcome. “I thought you were going to wake me,” she whispered as she crouched next to him.
He frowned down at her, the set of his shoulders rigid. “I told you I’d take care of things. Go back in the house, Samantha, while there’s still time.”
“I’m staying.” Short of him tying her hand and foot, there was no way she would comply with his order. Jake’s frustrated scowl told her he read her intentions perfectly. “Why do you think he’s here ahead of schedule?”
“We don’t know what his agenda is, but I don’t take this early invasion as a good sign. Go back to the house. I don’t want to worry about you being in the line of fire.”
Samantha bit her lip. Would she be a hindrance? At that moment, the problem was taken out of her hand when the boat’s engine stopped. “Too late,” she whispered.
He clamped a restraining hand on her shoulder. “Stay here while I go check this out.”
She nodded as his will came close to breaching her defenses. The only way to get him to back off was to capitulate. She schooled her expression into one of submission. “Fine. I’ll stay behind.”
His
She was crying, sobbing, coming, moaning his name and he loved it. He couldn’t help kissing her, stroking her, licking the tears off her face. He rolled to the side, and pulled her to him.
Samantha sagged limply against Jake’s chest, totally drained, listening to his thundering heart as her pulse slowed. She felt thoroughly fucked, and cherished, strange, as it may seem. “That was ¼ ”
“Intense,” he suggested.
“Yeah, intense. You’re making me crazy, you know.”
“Good.”
She smiled against his chest, unable to work up any anger right now. Then she remembered the reason he’d left her. “Who did you go see?”
Jake looked down at her. “How did you know I saw someone?”
She tilted her head back to look into his eyes. He was surprised by the information, and tense, she could feel his body tighten as if for battle. “Just an educated guess. You wanted to make sure I didn’t stumble across you. My brother Tad isn’t in tow. So that means you went to see someone.”
“Damn, you’re good.”
“Thanks,” she said, warming. “So spill, what happened?”
“They ran down the Ford that sideswiped you. It was stolen, dented, and then abandoned.”
Samantha relaxed at his words. “Ah just some kids screwing around, I’m relieved.” Then she tensed when she thought of who’d brought the news to him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, skimming a hand down her back.
“Oh my god was it Kathy outside. Does she know ¼ ”
He stilled for a moment then sighed. “Don’t worry, your surrender is safe with me. Nobody will ever know.”
Chapter 9
Two hours later, the click of the screen door snapping shut jolted Samantha jolted awake. Even before she sat up and looked around, she knew Jake was gone. The scent of their arousal still hung headily in the air making her smile even though she was sleeping solo. What did he have against sleeping with her anyway? Last night he’d left her tucked alone on the sofa after they’d made love. Was this more of the same? She idly wondered if she could break him of the habit as she sat up.
What the hell? It was happening now. Had he deliberately lied to her about the date of the drop to keep her out of the loop? She rolled out of bed, slid into her shoes, and ran to the window. In the dark she could see a boat scuttling across the lake toward the boathouse. Shit, looking closer, she could see the shadow of a man hiding behind the shed. Probably Jake. Darn him for not trusting her.
She had to hurry down there. No matter what the future brought, she would protect both Jake and Tad. She clambered down the ladder, totally forgetting her fear and raced toward the shed, keeping in the shadow of the tree line. Jake turned at her approach. His harsh expression let her know she wasn’t welcome. “I thought you were going to wake me,” she whispered as she crouched next to him.
He frowned down at her, the set of his shoulders rigid. “I told you I’d take care of things. Go back in the house, Samantha, while there’s still time.”
“I’m staying.” Short of him tying her hand and foot, there was no way she would comply with his order. Jake’s frustrated scowl told her he read her intentions perfectly. “Why do you think he’s here ahead of schedule?”
“We don’t know what his agenda is, but I don’t take this early invasion as a good sign. Go back to the house. I don’t want to worry about you being in the line of fire.”
Samantha bit her lip. Would she be a hindrance? At that moment, the problem was taken out of her hand when the boat’s engine stopped. “Too late,” she whispered.
He clamped a restraining hand on her shoulder. “Stay here while I go check this out.”
She nodded as his will came close to breaching her defenses. The only way to get him to back off was to capitulate. She schooled her expression into one of submission. “Fine. I’ll stay behind.”
His
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