Caught!: Shamwell Tales, Book 1 by JL Merrow

Author:JL Merrow
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: rat catcher, Gay, mm, village, British, class, secrets, rat, English, pest control, teacher
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-08-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

I leapt up from the sofa, took a deep breath to try to calm my pulse rate, ran to the door and opened it.

Sean was there, the light from the streetlamp turning his hair into a wrought copper halo. He smiled. “All right?”

“Er, yes. Fine. Thank you.”

“Sure? You look a bit red in the face.”

“I, um, really?” I couldn’t think of a single thing to say.

Sean’s green eyes crinkled. “Maybe it’s just the light. Colours get a bit off.” Then he looked down at where his feet were scuffing against the cracks in the concrete. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

I stared at him. “Bad? No, of course not. It was fun.”

“Yeah? That’s great.” His face lit up.

Had he thought I’d hate every minute? If so, why invite me? He didn’t have to follow his sister’s suggestion. Unless it was some kind of test… I was not going to ask him, I decided. “Come in, anyway. I don’t know why I’m keeping you out here on the doorstep.”

“Yeah, I never had you down as an exhibitionist.”

A fluttering started in my stomach at the suggestion in his smile—not to mention his words. Did that mean this was a booty call? “C-come in,” I said again, this time managing to remember to move aside and let him actually do so.

The fluttering had moved to my throat by the time I’d closed the door behind him. “Did the twins enjoy their story?” I asked, then could have kicked myself for changing if not the subject, then at the very least the subtext.

“Oh—yeah. Loved it. But you know, I was hoping we could think about more grown-up stuff now.” Strong arms slipped loosely around my waist.

“I haven’t got any condoms!” I blurted out. Mortified, I clapped a hand over my mouth. I could almost feel the breeze of the stable door slamming shut as the horse flicked its tail in contempt and cantered merrily down the street.

Sean was laughing at me. “Okay, unexpected but to the point. I like that in a bloke.”

Oh God. “I mean, I thought… Just in case we… Not that I was making any presumptions, that would be, um, presumptuous. And I wouldn’t want to, well, presume…”

A rough-skinned hand stroked my face. It was blessedly cool against my heated skin. “Got it. No presuming. Wouldn’t dream of it. You know. Presuming you’d presumed.”

“You must think I’m utterly ridiculous.”

He laughed again. “Well, I wouldn’t say utterly.” It had a glottal stop when he said it. U’erly. It was grounding, somehow, as if his very down-to-earthiness could tether me, keep me from flying away unchecked in a puff of embarrassment. “I wouldn’t say ridiculous either,” he added in a lower tone. Somehow we’d become pressed together from chest to hip, and I could feel the rising heat of him through my clothes.

It wasn’t the only thing that was rising. For some reason, I seemed to be finding it harder to breathe, and that was before Sean leaned forward and seized my mouth in a kiss.

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