19
J ake hadn’t planned to take things this far, at least not this fast but when he’d brushed a gentle kiss across her lips, Heather had opened up to him, snapping the thin cord of control he’d had on his need to taste her. As the kiss deepened, she melted against him, letting him feel how well her body fit against his. His hand came up and cupped her cheek as his tongue tasted every inch of her mouth.
His cock ached and a growl escaped his throat as he forced himself to lift his head and break the kiss. “Damn, Lynnie, you do things to me. Things I know better than to do, but somehow, I just can’t help myself.” He pressed his forehead against hers, unable to move his hand from her face.
“You started it.”
Her words might have been teasing, but her voice was low and husky and made him want to pick her up, find the bed, strip her naked and spend a week or five worshipping her body. But now wasn’t the time. Not with two clubs outside waiting for him to bring her out and make introductions.
“I want to start a lot more, but now’s not the time. You want to unpack things in here and take a few to unwind from the trip or you ready to meet everyone?”
Her eyes went wide. “There’s more than were in Sturgis the other day?”
“Only a couple, but I figured there were a lot of people and a lot of new faces. You probably don’t remember everyone, and I know they likely won’t, so why not refresh everyone’s memories?”
She leaned back so their heads were no longer pressed together and blinked several times as if trying to focus on his face.
Jake picked his head up and watched her.
“That’s sweet.” She took a deep breath and looked around “Can I get ten minutes to freshen up and wash off a little of the road dust? Then I’ll be ready to go meet everyone.”
“Sure thing. Can I get you something to drink?”
“What do you have?”
“Water, sodas, beer, most of the hard liquors, mixers, pretty much anything you want. The girls even have a blender set up for frozen drinks.”
“Really?”
“This isn’t normal. We’ve kind of had a running party for that last week or so while the charter chapter is visiting. I’m not saying we don’t drink and get a little wild but not usually to this degree.”
“I’ll take a beer then,” she said with a shrug, before turning toward the front of the trailer.
“What kind?”
“Whatever you have.”
“We have a bunch, what do you normally drink?”
“I’ll drink Shiner, Amber Bock, Dos Equis, Phat Fish, that kind of thing. Does that help?” She stopped a few steps away and twisted around to look at him.
“It does. I’ll go grab you something. Want me to knock when I come back or come on in?”
“Just come on in. I’ll probably be in the bedroom or the bathroom.” She turned and continued on.
He watched as she disappeared through a doorway, then turned and stepped down from the trailer. Shaking his head at how easily she’d changed what he’d intended to be a quick, gentle kiss into something far more intense.
“You going to disappear now that your girl’s here?” Dumbass asked as Jake dug through a cooler looking for a good beer for her.
“Nah.” Jake didn’t bother looking up. “I’m grabbing us something to drink while she washes up a little. It’s a long drive. Then we’ll come out and she can meet everyone.”
“Didn’t she meet people a few days ago?”
Jake pulled two bottles from the icy water and set them on top of another cooler before glancing up at his friend.
“Some, but I don’t know about all. Plus there were a lot of people there. Do you remember everyone you met that day?”
“Hell no,” Dumbass said with a chuckle.
“Exactly. So we’ll re-introduce her. If she’s only here for a day or two, no harm no foul, but if she’s here longer, it will pay off in the end.”
“Only a day or so. She drove all this way and brought a trailer for a day or two?”
Jake shrugged. “We didn’t really set a time on it. We wanted to see each other again, and it was too far for me to go right now. I didn’t want her spending money on a motel room, and I don’t have a place for her to stay, so she found an alternative. As for how long, if I have my way, it will be a lot more than a day or two.” He didn’t say that was only partly because it gave her another layer of protection from the ex, that as far as he’d been able to tell, was still looking for her. Even if she could be traced to Iceman, there was no reason to come here, nothing to tie her to him, at least not in the last ten plus years. Hopefully, even if they did trace her to North Dakota then down here, Iceman would be able to give them a head’s up. “We’ll be back in a few.” He carried the drinks back around to the rear of the bunkhouse to her trailer, and let himself in.
“I’m back,” he called out.
“Have a seat, I’ll be right out,” Heather called back.
Jake looked around, paying attention to the place for the first time. Before, he’d been more focused on her. Now, he spotted the sofa, and considered sitting there, but opted for the table, and the bench seat on one side, as he could set down the beer instead of letting it grow warm from the heat of his hands.
Taking a seat, he twisted the top off his bottle and took a pull while he waited for Heather. This place was nicer than he’d anticipated. When she’d said trailer, he had pictured the little camp trailer that his dad had borrowed from his grandparents when he was a teenager, it had looked like something straight out of the sixties. Including the old fashion, cracking upholstery, and floral chintz curtains. This was spacious and far more modern looking, almost like a real home.
“That feels so much better,” Heather said stepping down off a set of stairs Jake hadn’t noticed into the main room of the trailer. He looked over to find that she’d changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top, from the jeans and hoodie she’d been wearing earlier. His guess was that it had been cool when she’d pulled out of Dickenson that morning. She’d also brushed out her hair and pulled it up into a ponytail. And from the slight pink tint to her face, he guessed she’d washed her face too. The whole look made him want to pick her up, haul her back into the bedroom and show her exactly what she did to him. But they hadn’t gotten that far. No yet. But soon, he hoped.
“You look great.” He knew enough about women to know better than to tell her she looked better than before, that would only start a line of questions he didn’t want to get into. What was wrong with how she’d looked before? Nothing, but she looked like she felt better now. Still, he didn’t want to get into it.
“Thanks. I still have a little unloading/unpacking to do but it can wait. Let’s go meet your friends. Is that mine?” she motioned to the bottle on the table beside him.
“Yep, here.” He picked it up and twisted the top off before handing it to her.
“Thanks.” She took it, and he couldn’t keep from watching as she tipped the bottle back, exposing the long length of her throat.
Jake tightened his grip on his own bottle, resisting the urge to reach up and stroke that skin to see if it was as soft as it looked.
“Well, are we going out to see everyone?” Heather asked as she lowered the bottle.
“Sure, let’s go.” Jake stood, motioned for her to lead the way out, then tried to subtly adjust his jeans where they’d suddenly grown much tighter than they’d been just moments before.
“Should I lock it?” She stopped at the foot of the steps up into the trailer and asked as he descended the same stairs.
“You can if you want, but no one will bother it. We also won’t be offended if you feel like you should,” he said.
Heather tilted her head and watched him. “How about I don’t if we’re on the ranch. I can lock it if we leave for some reason. And at night.”
“Whatever you want to do.” He wondered why she planned to lock it at night, but didn’t ask, not yet. He’d wait for a better time to ask that.