Chapter 72
Madison knew enough “manspeak” to know Norm and Dom weren’t being open with her.
And she’d allow Dominic Vincent Acardi to think he was protecting her for the next fifteen minutes.
Mostly because she wanted a shower, and she needed to calm down from the adrenaline rush of thinking they were about to get caught.
And…she needed time to think about what she and that man had done on that couch. Oops.
She might have been a bit too impulsive last night. Considering.
They had changed absolutely everything between them last night. Talk about a total change in direction.
They had done things on that couch twice that would probably make her mama blush if she knew about them.
She didn’t regret it. Not for one moment. She really was tired of living her life afraid of what might happen, what change might come. She couldn’t do it any longer.
She wanted that man. For as long as she could keep him.
But she strongly suspected a certain caveman was going to go into retreat-mode here. It was just the way he was programmed in that caveman DNA of his.
Well, that was just not going to happen.
She’d made her choice the instant she’d pulled her shirt off over her head last night. That man was not going to escape her now. No matter what he thought.
That man was not getting away. He just wasn’t.
He was her Major Crimes major pain now. Madison was claiming him, period.
He’d have to get used to it.
Now, she needed to come up with her plan to capture him forever. He was going to be resistant. She knew enough about his history and about how the man thought. She would get him. She had to be strategic about it.
She finished her shower and dressed in her borrowed clothes from Norm’s teenager. She had to roll up the legs a bit. Maris Halson was almost as tall as her Aunt Heather. She looked just like Heather, too.
Madison was beyond thankful it had been Heather’s brother-in-law who had found them. It actually gave her hope. There was something almost eerie about that man at times. She just hadn’t figured him out yet.
He reminded her of some of the Major Crimes guys at times, though. He definitely wasn’t just a normal math teacher. She’d bet half her savings on that.
Dom took a shower after her, while Madison busied herself cleaning up the “borrowed” blankets they’d used the night before. Norm had told her the couch folded out. All she’d said in return was that they hadn’t even thought to check that. They’d been too…tired.
Too impatient, actually. Her cheeks had burned.
That blond man knew exactly what they’d done in that living room. There had been a knowing look in his blue eyes.
Then Dom was there. And it was time to come up with a plan.
They couldn’t hide from Finley Creek forever.
She’d started to like it here. Considering.
It really was an oasis from the darker world, just like Hope had said.
But…time to go back. It had to happen eventually.