Tressie Lockwood by Coyote Inn

Author:Coyote Inn
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781936279241
Publisher: Amira Press
Published: 2010-07-30T23:00:00+00:00

Her hand hovered a full minute above the door before she knocked, but Jack didn’t answer. She swallowed and tried the knob. It was unlocked. She let herself in and stood outside his open bathroom door. Through the steam, his long, lean figure was discernable as he washed himself under the hot spray. Should she go any farther? After all, he could reject her, tell her to get out of his room and never come back.

He might misinterpret her coming to him and think she was trading her body for another night under his roof. Thinking that made her pause. Was she? No, her moral code was higher than that, and if that was the case, she would have had sex with him earlier.

Still not very confident, she stripped off her nightgown and tossed it over the back of a chair. After easing her feet from her slippers, she stepped into the bathroom. Heart thundering, she reached to the plain shower curtain and pulled it back. Jack froze with his hand over a sudsy chest. Just as she thought, his body was rock solid with taut skin stretched over defined muscle. His abs were flat with a slight six-pack, his thighs dusted with dark hair. Staff erect from the moment he caught sight of her, it stood at attention, making Jarrika tremble a little.

Too late, she remembered that she was a tad underweight from all that had happened in the past. Sure, she’d gained a little with eating good at the Coyote Inn, but perhaps Jack would be turned off. He might like his women with more meat on their bones. Unable to meet his eyes to see if he was disgusted seeing her naked, she kept her head down and climbed into the shower.

The first drops of water to reach her chilled her skin, and she shivered.

She opened her mouth to tell him why she was there, but how to say it seemed to be lost to her. Instead, she waited for his response.

After a while, Jack closed the curtain and handed her his washcloth. She was gratified to find he used the new bold red one she’d bought him in the last week as she’d found all the linen was nothing more than rags. Jack handed her his cloth newly soaped.

She took it, about to wash her body, but he stopped her. “Wash me.”

Her gaze flew to his. The desire she found there made her bolder. She began at his chest with light movements. A chill raced over her flesh, this time having nothing to do with the temperature. Her desire ignited. Jarrika washed Jack from head to toe, avoiding his private areas.

He chuckled and guided her hand to his shaft. “You missed a spot.”

Jarrika glowered at him, but she would not give him the satisfaction of knowing she was scared. She clenched the washcloth in her hand, head lowered but gaze directed away from his erection. Just before the material 25

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