Wishes & Stitches by Rachael Herron

Author:Rachael Herron
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780062101426
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2011-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

Cheating on your knitting, casting on when you shouldn’t, is illicit, delicious, and very hard to resist.

—E.C.

In the drugstore, Naomi stood in the aisle that thoughtfully provided a one-stop shopping experience for every nether-region over-the-counter experience possible. Condoms, spermicide, jelly for before. Pregnancy tests for the oops after. For in between, douches (Naomi shook her head in disapproval), yeast infection treatments, and a whole range of sanitary supplies—pads, pantiliners, and tampons. All the down there corralled right here.

She looked over her shoulder in each direction. Naomi knew Zonker, the pharmacist, pretty well from phoning in prescriptions. She’d overheard a rumor once that his unfortunate nickname came from an ill-fated college experiment with psychotropic drugs, but had never known whether to believe it or not. He always looked presentable at work in his scrub whites, but she had seen him once at Tillie’s on a Saturday morning wearing a Deadhead shirt, so there might be something to it. He did seem a little dizzy, but then again, he was married to Margie, who staffed the counter and was a well-respected member of the Baptist church. She never wore anything lower cut than a turtleneck. Naomi certainly couldn’t see her taking anything more than an ibuprofen every once in a while, let alone allowing Zonker to listen to Jerry in her house.

And dammit, if there was any other place to buy condoms within a thirty-mile radius, she would. But this was a rush job. She hadn’t been able to grab them from the supply cabinet before she left—Rig had been in there, and she’d rather have died than reach around him. She’d already been home to change, and now she was on her way to his place, and if she’d spent any time thinking about it, she’d have done those the other way around. It would have looked more innocuous to be caught buying condoms while wearing the street clothes she’d worn under her white coat than it did while wearing a low-cut red silk blouse, short skirt, and red high heels.

She looked around again furtively. Good. Still no one in sight.

God, there was a dizzying array of choices. Racks and racks of colors, types, and styles. Should she buy extra large, with the intention of flattery? She struggled to figure out how large was extra large. No way was she riding a horse with a loose saddle.

But then again, Rig was above average. Naomi felt a rush of heat between her legs at the thought, and then the same rush hit her brain.

She was going to sleep with Rig. Again.

And Naomi didn’t think she’d ever been this nervous about sex before. What was wrong with her? She forced herself to pick up and examine a matte black box. Was this supposed to be the manly purchase? Black so no one would think he was buying tampons, which came in the pink and yellow boxes? Good grief.

It was just sex. Enjoyable mutual stimulation, after which she’d grab her bag and head home, satisfied, primed for sleep.

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