Can't Get Enough by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter [Showalter, Gena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Strawberry Valley Press
Published: 2017-12-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Lyndie ended up taking the next week off work. Because why the heck not? She got her new family potty trained and used to living in Scott-Hudson luxury.

During that time, Brock hadn’t kissed her, touched her, or made any attempt to sleep with her. But oh, during every one of those days, desire had escalated inside her and frustration had deepened.

Brock spent most days in New York, only to return later that evening, never staying away overnight. When he walked through the front door and spotted her, they would both seem to stop breathing.

He would play with the animals and spend a little time chatting with her. When the sexual tension got to be too much, he would seal himself inside his bedroom.

Momma needs some sugar!

“All right, class.” Lyndie leaned against the corner of her desk and regarded her students. “Miss Khatri is going to help you go over your sight words.”

Aisha Khatri, a twenty-two-year-old student teacher, had arrived last month for a ten-week stint in Lyndie’s kindergarten class. Aisha lived in Oklahoma City, about an hour and a half away, but she had family in Grapevine, a Strawberry Valley neighbor.

The kids loved her. The handful of male teachers constantly drooled over her. She had dark skin, hair, and eyes, and an innate sensuality Lyndie envied. They’d hit it off right away…until this past Tuesday.

Lyndie had kept her nuptials a secret from outsiders, but word had traveled after the fact, and the principal had asked her if she’d like to change the name on her door. From Ms. Lyndie Scott to Mrs. Lyndie Hudson.

Aisha had stiffened and said, “Hudson…as in Brock Hudson? The guy I’ve…um, seen around the Scratching Post.”

In an instant, Lyndie had known. Aisha must have visited Ryanne’s bar while staying with her family, must have become one of Brock’s many conquests.

Small world, smaller towns. Should have known I’d run in to one of Brock’s bar babes. The only real surprise? She hadn’t come across more.

“Yes. That Brock Hudson,” she’d said gently, admiring the way her wedding ring sparkled in the light. For some reason, the piece of jewelry no longer felt quite so heavy.

“When did… I mean…” Aisha had licked her lips. “I’m sorry. I’m just in shock. I mean, he has a rep—I mean, he doesn’t seem like your type—okay, I’ll be quiet now. I’m only shoving my foot deeper into my mouth.”

A petty part of Lyndie—a part she hadn’t known existed—wanted to dislike Aisha. No one enjoys my man but me! Instead, Lyndie decided to dislike that petty part of herself.

“Okay. I can’t leave this alone. How long were you guys, uh, dating?” Aisha had asked then, her cheeks flushing…with concern? Trying to work out the dates to make sure Brock hadn’t cheated on Lyndie with Aisha?

Lyndie had reached out, patted her hand in reassurance. “My best friends are married to his best friends. We’ve known each other a while, but never dated…until we decided to get married—a week before the wedding. He didn’t cheat on me with you.

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