Chapter 36
Rock
Sky answered my soft knock right away. Maisy sidled into his little room first. When I stepped in after her, he backed up, arms crossed self-consciously over his chest.
I saw he was looking past my shoulder, so I closed the door behind me.
The next thing I knew he flung himself at me, wrapping both his arms and legs around me. I caught him just as my back hit the door with a boomingthud.
Maisy yipped and danced around our legs, thinking we were playing some exciting new game.
“Am I to understand you missed me a lit—”
Sky’s mouth crashed over mine, sealing in the rest of my words, stealing my breath and my thoughts and my resolve to tell him what happened with my folks before jumping his bones.
But oh, he smelled like all my favorite things: horse and man and sweat and sunshine. He smelled like fresh country air and leather and home.
While I managed the sudden weight of him, he dug his fingers into my hair and pressed hot, damp, open-mouthed kisses to the skin just beneath my ear.
Oh God, oh God, oh God.He gripped my head between his hands and found my lips again. I spun us around until his back was to the door and gripped his ass to fit us together for some proper friction, cock to cock as God intended.
Sky lifted his lips off mine long enough to ask, “What do you want?”
“Someplace more private comes to mind.”
“Where?”
“C’mon. I’ll show you.” I nearly fainted when he let go with his legs and made a long, slow slide down my body. His feet hit the ground just in time or I’d have blown my load right there.
“Stop that shit.” I gave his ass a little whack as he took hold of the doorknob to let Maisy back out.
Outside, the still-warm breeze lifted Sky’s fine brown hair. Maisy walked just ahead of us.
“This way.” I took Sky’s hand and led him past the pens and the chicken coop. The mini-truck was parked where I’d left it, and just like on the first day he came, I held the door open for him.
“Where’re we going?” Sky asked.
“I want to see something, but it’s a ways away. You mind?”
“Nope.” His teeth shone white in the moonlight. “Wherever. It’s all good.”
His words snagged on something knotted up inside me and started to unravel it. “You mean that, don’t you? You’d go anywhere I ask, without question.”
He didn’t answer. Probably, he didn’t like how transparent he was to me any more than I liked how transparent I was to him.
I gave his hand a tug and said, because it ought to be said, “Your faith in me is something solid in a pretty uncertain world. You ought to know there were times in the last few days when the idea of you was all I had.”
His hand, damp with sweat, seemed to tighten purposefully.
I parked at the end of the track. Beyond that, I led Sky on foot through the moist darkness of the trees on the banks of the little stream that cuts through the property. Our destination was another ten minutes on foot, through thick brush. Once we got where we were going, I pulled a penlight from my pocket and showed him.
“Me and Sterling built this deer blind when I first got here. It’s not fancy but it’s private. Nobody’s going to bust in here.”
“Good to know.”
“Let me check for critters and shit.” I took my tiny flashlight up the ladder. The door was padlocked but I had a key. “I mean, not literally shit. Well. Okay, maybe. Yeah. Literally, shit.”
A brief circle with my flashlight told me things were okay inside.
