Tressie Lockwood by Rein in the Night

Author:Rein in the Night [Night, Rein in the]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B003TFE5FO
Publisher: Amira Press
Published: 2010-06-19T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The sun was setting. Keena sat tucked between Ryan’s legs with a blanket under them and one tossed over them. Neither of them had bothered to put clothes on for the entire day, and Keena had no idea where the hours had gone. All she knew was that she had found intense satisfaction in Ryan’s arms, and because her time was short, she wanted to make the most of this experience.

“Will you get in trouble?” she asked him and then blew on the roasted marshmallow he had supplied her with from his bag.

“No, I’m close with the owner. I’m a hard worker usually.” He shrugged.

“Well, are we going to head back soon with the sun going down?”

His gaze shifted from the fire to her. “Are you getting bored with me, Keena?”

“Of course not. Don’t be silly.” She smirked. “Although I am kind of sore. I mean seriously, you pack a lot into your pants, and a woman can only take so much until she needs to rest.”

“You flatter me.”

She twisted around to glance down at his length resting between them. “I don’t. Trust me, whatever the reason is that you’re single, that’s not it.” She could have bitten her tongue at the closed look that came over his face from her words. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”

He shook his head. “No. It’s fine.” They sat in silence for a good twenty minutes before Ryan spoke again. “Her name was Anne. She was the love of my life, sweet and beautiful, delicate. Loving her brought out the protective instinct in me.”

He faltered in his speech as if he wasn’t comfortable saying so much, let alone something that personal. Yet, Keena knew what he meant. Men like Ryan would love the fragile, beautiful women who could scarcely take care of themselves, women who didn’t know the first thing about balancing their own checkbooks or what insurance carrier they used for the car—someone not like her. Of course, there was nothing wrong with letting a man handle all those things if one had a man like that. Keena had dreamed of someone to take a good bit of the burden, someone she could depend on.

She had no idea what to say in comment to Ryan, so she kept quiet. He didn’t appear to need her to say anything. She pulled his arms tighter around her, nibbled on her marshmallow, and listened.

“We were in Paris for a late honeymoon because, when we were married, I was just starting a business venture. I couldn’t get away at that time, so it took two years for me to find both the time and the money to take her. At first things were wonderful, couldn’t have been better. We seemed to be close, but looking back, I realize we had nothing in common. She hated horses, hated Colorado, for that matter. She was a city girl like you.”

That admission, that Anne was from the city, brought Keena down even further, although she didn’t know why. They were just lovers and nothing more.

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