Raw Heat by Cherrie Lynn

Author:Cherrie Lynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Swerve

Chapter Thirteen

She was sitting on the pier over the pond with a glass of wine in her hand, letting the gentle sounds of lapping water and the music of nature lull her, when she heard him drive up. The sky was a brilliant orange mirrored in the smooth water, and she hoped that he would come find her. It didn’t take him five minutes.

He walked out from the back door, dressed in his usual somber black—so unlike what she’d seen him wearing when he’d left her this morning. Of course, he was equally as devastating either way.

“Hey,” she greeted him as his steps rang across the wooden planks, lifting her half-empty glass. “I found your wine stash. I helped myself. I hope that’s okay.”

He grinned and showed her what he was holding—the rest of the bottle and another glass. “But you forgot this.”

“Oh, well, I was only planning on one glass.”

“Pity. How was your day?”

“Wonderful. I went and had lunch with my friend.”

“That’s good.” He took the other Adirondack chair next to her and poured his glass full. Emma became a little enamored of the way the fading sunlight caught in his dark hair.

The wine had already done its job; she felt the apology filling her mouth even before he could take the first sip of his own, and it came easily. She leaned forward and set her glass down, then folded her hands in her lap, staring at a knothole in the wood beside her feet as she said, “I want to apologize.”

“For what?” he asked, putting the bottle down between them so she could have access to it.

“I feel like I’m fighting you every step of the way, and . . . maybe it’s not right. Maybe what we’re doing isn’t right either, but it is what it is, and from now on I’m going to make the best of it.”

He only watched her pensively, sprawled so seductively casual in his chair that she wanted to crawl on top of him right then. As usual, the silence from him prompted her to fill it with words.

“You’ve been nothing but . . . kind,” she finished lamely. That only made him laugh.

“I’ve been called a lot of things, but I don’t think ‘kind’ has ever been in there.”

“I just mean you’ve done everything you could to make this situation tolerable.”

“Tolerable,” he echoed.

“I mean—Oh my God, nothing is coming out right. You always get me so flustered!”

“It’s okay, Emma. I understand what you’re saying.”

“You do?”

“I think.” He took a healthy swallow of his wine, and she tried not to notice the way his throat muscles worked, tried not to notice every little thing about him. The gold watch he wore on his left wrist glinted in the evening light. The sudden, vivid image of that watch still hugging his wrist while he held her down by the neck and fucked her from behind was so startling she was still staring at it in bewilderment when he looked at her. She snapped her eyes up to meet his.

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