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couch for a few minutes looking through the pictures again, hoping to find something that would give them a clue to her father’s murder and to whatever it was others were looking for in this album.
Fatigue was quickly overtaking them both, and Cayman leaned his head back against the couch. He could feel her breathing slow and then move to the steady rhythm of one who was sound asleep. He gently stroked her hair, wondering how long he could keep his lie from her. He hadn’t planned on Alexa being who she was. He hadn’t planned on her beauty, on her strength and her heart. He wondered how this whole thing would play out. He carefully pulled his gun from the back of his jeans and stared at it. He sighed and tapped the barrel against the side of his head, thinking. He replaced the gun, let his eyelids close and he, too, fell asleep.
Chapter Six
Alexa woke and wiped the drool from her mouth. She slowly moved her head and her cheek hit a button, a shirt button. With horror she realized she’d slobbered all down the front of Cayman’s shirt. He was sitting back and grinning from ear to ear.
“We finally slept together. I gotta ask…was it all you’d hoped?”
Alexa blushed and gasped when she got a good look at his shirt.
“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry…I can’t believe I did that…I-”
“Well, if you’ll give me a minute, I’ll get up and put on a clean shirt. Actually, I’ll get up and shower, unless you want first dibs. Of course, we could conserve water and shower together…” His voice trailed off as he laughed at his own joke.
“You really think you’re funny, don’t you?” she chided him.
“I do what I can, you know…it’s a gift.”
She slapped his good arm and stood up, stretching.
“You first, I’ll wait.” She walked to the still made bed and pulled down the covers. Crawling into the comfort of the clean blankets she pulled them over her and snuggled into crisp clean sheets. Cayman walked to the side of the bed and sat down. She smiled up at him. He moved the hair out of her face with his finger and bent down, softly kissing her cheek.
“It’s such a corner I feel myself in,” she said, “I’m so grateful to have you with me, but still wondering who you are.”
“You know who I am. I keep telling you who I am, and you’re incredibly beautiful.”
“Go take your shower,” she said smiling.
“It’ll have to be a cold one, that’s for sure.”
She watched him gather up clean clothes, shave kit, shoes and socks. He walked into the bathroom, closed the door and soon she heard the water running.
Alexa lay in bed, feeling no less confused than she had before. There was a part of her that was falling for this man, in a guarded, not-so-sure sort of way. He was kind, protective and she felt she could count on him. That meant something, right? She tried to reason with herself, or was it justifying her position? It seemed to her that if she ever figured out if it was reasoning or justification, she’d have her answer about him.
She had her turn in the shower and as she finished dressing she gathered her things from the bathroom counter. She opened the door and with her first step from the bathroom she stopped. Cayman’s incredible cologne filled her senses. Oh the things that smell made her want to do, but she couldn’t and she knew it. Biting her lip for support she squared her shoulders and with great difficulty reminded herself of the reason for this trip. Answers. She needed answers about her dad…and Cayman.
Alexa turned from the hallway and found Cayman sitting patiently on the side of the bed with his bag already packed. Their eyes met and sent the familiar stirring through her she’d so come to enjoy. It was a moment that seemed to last an eternity until he spoke.
“Ready?”
It was clear by the look in his eye , as he took in the whole of her
Fatigue was quickly overtaking them both, and Cayman leaned his head back against the couch. He could feel her breathing slow and then move to the steady rhythm of one who was sound asleep. He gently stroked her hair, wondering how long he could keep his lie from her. He hadn’t planned on Alexa being who she was. He hadn’t planned on her beauty, on her strength and her heart. He wondered how this whole thing would play out. He carefully pulled his gun from the back of his jeans and stared at it. He sighed and tapped the barrel against the side of his head, thinking. He replaced the gun, let his eyelids close and he, too, fell asleep.
Chapter Six
Alexa woke and wiped the drool from her mouth. She slowly moved her head and her cheek hit a button, a shirt button. With horror she realized she’d slobbered all down the front of Cayman’s shirt. He was sitting back and grinning from ear to ear.
“We finally slept together. I gotta ask…was it all you’d hoped?”
Alexa blushed and gasped when she got a good look at his shirt.
“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry…I can’t believe I did that…I-”
“Well, if you’ll give me a minute, I’ll get up and put on a clean shirt. Actually, I’ll get up and shower, unless you want first dibs. Of course, we could conserve water and shower together…” His voice trailed off as he laughed at his own joke.
“You really think you’re funny, don’t you?” she chided him.
“I do what I can, you know…it’s a gift.”
She slapped his good arm and stood up, stretching.
“You first, I’ll wait.” She walked to the still made bed and pulled down the covers. Crawling into the comfort of the clean blankets she pulled them over her and snuggled into crisp clean sheets. Cayman walked to the side of the bed and sat down. She smiled up at him. He moved the hair out of her face with his finger and bent down, softly kissing her cheek.
“It’s such a corner I feel myself in,” she said, “I’m so grateful to have you with me, but still wondering who you are.”
“You know who I am. I keep telling you who I am, and you’re incredibly beautiful.”
“Go take your shower,” she said smiling.
“It’ll have to be a cold one, that’s for sure.”
She watched him gather up clean clothes, shave kit, shoes and socks. He walked into the bathroom, closed the door and soon she heard the water running.
Alexa lay in bed, feeling no less confused than she had before. There was a part of her that was falling for this man, in a guarded, not-so-sure sort of way. He was kind, protective and she felt she could count on him. That meant something, right? She tried to reason with herself, or was it justifying her position? It seemed to her that if she ever figured out if it was reasoning or justification, she’d have her answer about him.
She had her turn in the shower and as she finished dressing she gathered her things from the bathroom counter. She opened the door and with her first step from the bathroom she stopped. Cayman’s incredible cologne filled her senses. Oh the things that smell made her want to do, but she couldn’t and she knew it. Biting her lip for support she squared her shoulders and with great difficulty reminded herself of the reason for this trip. Answers. She needed answers about her dad…and Cayman.
Alexa turned from the hallway and found Cayman sitting patiently on the side of the bed with his bag already packed. Their eyes met and sent the familiar stirring through her she’d so come to enjoy. It was a moment that seemed to last an eternity until he spoke.
“Ready?”
It was clear by the look in his eye , as he took in the whole of her
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