I’d seen all week, she touched his cheek lovingly with an open palm.
My eyes cut to Beau’s, our gazes held suspended in the static energy between us.
“You must be parched, let me get you something to drink. Scarlet made some sweet tea this morning...” Gran continued mumbling as she turned back to the house.
“I’ll be right back!”
My gaze tore back to his.
If I’d thought for a minute he’d forgotten about me, I was dead wrong.
His intense eyes burned up the space between us, nearly emptying my lungs of all oxygen. Slow, quick pants wracked my body under his heated gaze. I licked my lips and watched as he crossed the distance in long strides, his hand reaching for my elbow instantly.
“Scarlet.” He caught my elbow and hauled me against his broad, rigid form. His mouth covered mine, tongue slipping between my lips as his hands roamed my back and bottom. I’d missed him so much it physically hurt.
“Beau,” I breathed, a thousand words choking my throat and none of them breaking free.
“Sorry I was gone so long,” he said, his lips grazing the shell of my ear when he spoke. “I have to make a few calls, but I want to see you. Come to me tonight.”
I only nodded, nearly choking on my own tongue.
“Until later, petite rouge ?” His rakish grin danced up my body.
I sucked in a breath and croaked, “Later.”
“Here we are, dears! A glass for each of us.” Gran stepped over the threshold then, a small tray of sweet tea in her hands.
“Gran!” I pulled out of Beau’s embrace, hoping she hadn’t spied us.
“Let me.” Beau took the tray from my grandmother, passing each of us a fancy crystal glass, such a delicate gesture in his rough hands. “It’s good to be back.” He winked at me and held his glass up in a toast.
My cheeks flamed deeply as the three of us toasted before drinking the sweet amber liquid.
“If you don’t mind I’ve got some things to take care of before the special reunion I have planned tonight.” Beau spoke to Gran, every hair on the back of my neck standing up with his private innuendo.
“We’ll have to catch up later, Beau.” Gran smiled deeply, and I wondered who was more smitten with him, me or her.
“Will do, ma’am.” Beau replied before casting a sidelong glance my way. “Ladies.”
He nodded and walked off.
Just like that, he was gone again, leaving me up at this big house alone, my thoughts walking away right along with his sexy gait.
I sighed, feeling drained from just the few minutes of being in his presence, having to pretend there wasn’t more between us, when every fiber of my body wanted to run to him.
I turned, heading up to my room for a short nap to calm my nerves and rest before tonight.
Flopping on my bed, I pulled a pillow over my head, trying to calm my racing thoughts and vibrating body before drifting into a restless sleep. Beau Loup enchanted me, like a fly caught in his web, I couldn't escape, and I didn’t even want to.
I woke later that evening after the sun had set and dusk was settling in. I shook my head and caught my bearings before I remembered that Beau was home.
It had been too long. I needed to be in his arms, just for a few minutes, just for the reassurance that he was back. I searched the kitchen for something to bring him when my eyes landed on two freshly baked cherry pies. Gran definitely wouldn’t mind if I brought one to Beau.
I skipped down the steps and out the patio doors, navy brushing the landscape in dark shadows. I picked my way down the path to the orchard, then twined my way in and out of the trees on the way to his cabin.
I walked out of the orchard and turned the corner down the driveway to his house, past a small grove of trees, and then the space opened up. I smiled when I saw his truck parked out front.
I sped up when I saw the golden glow of a light on in the kitchen.
I nearly tripped over my own feet when I bounced up the steps
My eyes cut to Beau’s, our gazes held suspended in the static energy between us.
“You must be parched, let me get you something to drink. Scarlet made some sweet tea this morning...” Gran continued mumbling as she turned back to the house.
“I’ll be right back!”
My gaze tore back to his.
If I’d thought for a minute he’d forgotten about me, I was dead wrong.
His intense eyes burned up the space between us, nearly emptying my lungs of all oxygen. Slow, quick pants wracked my body under his heated gaze. I licked my lips and watched as he crossed the distance in long strides, his hand reaching for my elbow instantly.
“Scarlet.” He caught my elbow and hauled me against his broad, rigid form. His mouth covered mine, tongue slipping between my lips as his hands roamed my back and bottom. I’d missed him so much it physically hurt.
“Beau,” I breathed, a thousand words choking my throat and none of them breaking free.
“Sorry I was gone so long,” he said, his lips grazing the shell of my ear when he spoke. “I have to make a few calls, but I want to see you. Come to me tonight.”
I only nodded, nearly choking on my own tongue.
“Until later, petite rouge ?” His rakish grin danced up my body.
I sucked in a breath and croaked, “Later.”
“Here we are, dears! A glass for each of us.” Gran stepped over the threshold then, a small tray of sweet tea in her hands.
“Gran!” I pulled out of Beau’s embrace, hoping she hadn’t spied us.
“Let me.” Beau took the tray from my grandmother, passing each of us a fancy crystal glass, such a delicate gesture in his rough hands. “It’s good to be back.” He winked at me and held his glass up in a toast.
My cheeks flamed deeply as the three of us toasted before drinking the sweet amber liquid.
“If you don’t mind I’ve got some things to take care of before the special reunion I have planned tonight.” Beau spoke to Gran, every hair on the back of my neck standing up with his private innuendo.
“We’ll have to catch up later, Beau.” Gran smiled deeply, and I wondered who was more smitten with him, me or her.
“Will do, ma’am.” Beau replied before casting a sidelong glance my way. “Ladies.”
He nodded and walked off.
Just like that, he was gone again, leaving me up at this big house alone, my thoughts walking away right along with his sexy gait.
I sighed, feeling drained from just the few minutes of being in his presence, having to pretend there wasn’t more between us, when every fiber of my body wanted to run to him.
I turned, heading up to my room for a short nap to calm my nerves and rest before tonight.
Flopping on my bed, I pulled a pillow over my head, trying to calm my racing thoughts and vibrating body before drifting into a restless sleep. Beau Loup enchanted me, like a fly caught in his web, I couldn't escape, and I didn’t even want to.
I woke later that evening after the sun had set and dusk was settling in. I shook my head and caught my bearings before I remembered that Beau was home.
It had been too long. I needed to be in his arms, just for a few minutes, just for the reassurance that he was back. I searched the kitchen for something to bring him when my eyes landed on two freshly baked cherry pies. Gran definitely wouldn’t mind if I brought one to Beau.
I skipped down the steps and out the patio doors, navy brushing the landscape in dark shadows. I picked my way down the path to the orchard, then twined my way in and out of the trees on the way to his cabin.
I walked out of the orchard and turned the corner down the driveway to his house, past a small grove of trees, and then the space opened up. I smiled when I saw his truck parked out front.
I sped up when I saw the golden glow of a light on in the kitchen.
I nearly tripped over my own feet when I bounced up the steps
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