Head in a Haymow by Chris Seaton

Author:Chris Seaton [Seaton, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery womens fiction suspense, mystery amateur sleuth, mystery action adventure romance, mystery with romance, mystery midwest, mystery crime detective women sleuths humor, mystery and humor, mystery in a small town, mystery romance adventure chicklit, wisconsin fiction, wisconsin author, mystery action suspense thriller, mystery and romance series, mystery and murder, mystery for women, mystery and detective adult romance, wisconsin humor, mystery in wisconsin, mystery genre farming
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

“Her name was Mila.”

After their first time they showered together. Soaping up each other's parts and washing each other's hair, they ended the frolic with a brisk towel whipping fight. Completely exhausted, they opened the sheets on the bed and slept, naked and satiated.

Unfortunately, almost like clockwork it happened again. In the earliest light before dawn Bernice started to dream, flinching and muttering incoherently.

It startled Agent Wyatt awake. “Not again,” he muttered. This time he held her down by the shoulders and shook her, commanding firmly, “Bernice wake up.”

And she did, gaping up at him with a look of absolute terror. He softened his features immediately. “It's me, Evan.”

A tear escaped her eye socket and traveled down her cheek. “I'm sorry,” she squeaked, her vocal chords becoming constricted by the lump in her throat. “I wish they would stop.” More tears tumbled down as her lip started to tremble.

By the time she was sniffling, Agent Wyatt had her gathered to him, rubbing her back and kissing her damp hair. Her crying increased, shaking her form in his arms. He ached for her, wishing he could fix it somehow, but knowing he was not equipped to do so.

Instead he just let her get it all out. Eventually, she raised her head. He looked into her red, swollen face and gently kissed her lips. “Now we're both a mess,” he remarked. It made her smile and made his night. He stretched over to reach down next to the bed and brought up his forgotten t-shirt. “Here,” he offered.

She accepted it, wiping her face on a corner and inhaling the smell of him appreciatively. Bernice looked down at the wet mess she had made on Agent Wyatt's shoulder and sopped it up.

He watched her work. “How long have you been having the nightmares?”

“They started a few years ago, but eventually they went away. I didn't start having them again until...”

He raised her chin to look at him. “Until Herb,” he finished for her. She nodded, frowning. Agent Wyatt assessed her, breathing deeply, then suddenly got up.

Bernice watched his beautiful, naked butt retreat out of the room. She yelled after him, “Where are you off to all dressed up?”

“Be right back!” he hollered from somewhere in the apartment.

He unabashedly sauntered back in carrying a frosted cylinder and two spoons. “Hope you like Rocky Road.”

Bernice eyed the glorious decadence of the hot, naked man offering her ice cream. She mentally praised the Lord for her blessings and smirked at Agent Wyatt. “You know how many calories are in that?”

He carefully crawled back into bed with his loot and handed her a spoon. “I'm sure we'll work it off somehow.”

Bernice gazed at the cold, sweet treat with the veracity of a spoiled child. But to her dismay, she was spoon blocked. She grimaced at him with annoyance.

“I'll make you a deal,” he offered. “I'll tell you about my divorce in all its gory detail, and you tell me why you quit your job.”

Suddenly the chocolate delight didn't look so appetizing.

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