He considered. “Fair enough." he said. "Then I will decide. And I think it’s best if I try to get up to the road, at least. I’ll set some flares.” He held them up. “And I’ll see if that brown pickup is anywhere nearby—and if it is, I’ll see if there’s anything I can do for the driver.”
She knew he was right in what he planned to do, even though she longed to beg him not to do it. “You won’t go far?” she said, not understanding where this sudden care for him was coming from.
“No."he replied." I won't. My main responsibility is you, to keep you safe and well. You’re the priority.”
She was so grateful to hear him say that—at the same time as she felt deeply ashamed to have gotten them into this awful situation. She had behaved badly on any number of levels and her evening of adventure had somehow gotten completely out of control.
She sent a little prayer to heaven that God would be merciful and protect the
“You’re freezing,” she said softly.“I’ll warm up, don’t worry.” he said, dismissing his well being like it didn't matter once again.“Oh, please. It’s almost as cold in here as it is out there.” She said.Cold and getting colder. Her nose felt like a small slab of ice. She gathered her feet underneath her and wrapped the blankets tighter. It had been a little chilly, even that morning, so she’d worn lacy tights, though she’d been tempted to go without them. Now, she was very grateful for at least that one good choice she’d made in a day and evening of really bad ones.He tried his phone again. “Nothing,” he told her after a minute.“What time is it? Do you know?”He pulled back the sleeves of the jacket and sweatshirt to reveal his watch.“Twelve-forty.” he said.She shivered a little. “Already tomorrow...” she said.
Kimberly dropped the second boot to the floor and wished the man sitting there in the dark beside her could be a bit open minded and that they could get along for once after this. She realized that as annoying as he could be, he was a good man. But she couldn't kid herself for too long. She wondered if he was really being this way because he cared, or because he was doing his job.Whichever one is was, she was grateful to him. Grateful that he was with her.“Come here,” Asher said. “You’re shivering again.”With a sigh, Kimberly turned and positioned herself between his hard thighs. They arranged the blankets into a nest to shelter them. She wrapped one of them around her feet and legs as he’d instructed.The others he drew around him and thus around them both, with the thermal tarp on top as he settled back against the door.The tarp was big eno
“A part of me is really enjoying this.” She said. "Being here with you... I wish we could get along more"He wasn’t surprised. He was feeling the same way and thinking the same thing. It was this damn cold, and the fact that were smashed up against each other. Stuff like this messed with your brain.But God in heaven, she felt good in his arms. And she smelled so good, like vanilla and jasmine flowers and something else, something that was only her.“Rest.” he said. Determined to have some control over himself. This was his job and it was wrong if he touched her. It could ruin everything. It was one of rules he set for himself. Never get attached to a client. But with Kimberly, it seemed like all he wanted to do.He wanted to throw those damn rules out the window and smash his lips against hers.“You keep saying that.&rd
She stroked the stubble rough side of his face and whispered softly, in a voice of purest temptation, “Why not go ahead with it? Why not do what neither of us can stop wanting to do, just one time?” she said softly.He knew exactly how he should respond to those dangerous questions. He needed to take her by the shoulders and put her gently but firmly away from him. But instead, he muttered in a rough, choked growl, “It would be...wrong. We are not supposed to”She used the backs of her fingers to stroke the close clipped hair at his temples. “I don’t care, Asher." she said. "I really don’t care if it’s wrong. I only want one good thing to remember about tonight, one sweet, naughty secret to make it...not quite so awful. I thoroughly understand that it’s never going to be, between you and me. That we are different and maybe not even compatible”He tried to speak.She put her soft hand between them and covered h
She heard the challenge in his voice, and her gaze zeroed in on the utterly decadent sight she presented as he cupped her in his palms, kneaded her skin with deep, erotic strokes that made her insides melt She leaned into his touch without thinking, helpless to do anything but respond.She couldn't have imagined feeling this way if she'd tried. She hadn't expected him to move so fast, hadn't in her heart of hearts believed this whole idea would work out But he was here. Touching her.He regarded her beneath heavy-lidded eyes, a look that drugged her with the promise of his next touch, a look that made it hard to draw a decent breath."You like how this feels." he asked. It wasn't a question, more a statement of fact that she couldn't deny. She nodded helplessly."What about this?" he asked again.He caught her nipples in a firm pinch and fire shot through her li
Kimberly hated the silence between them.It was back, with a vengeance, as soon as they saw that the condom had broken.Not much later, as she was struggling with her ruined tights, buttoning up her jacket and trying to smooth her tangled hair in such a hurry.Asher leaned over the front seat and opened the glove compartment. He found a pen and a scrap of paper, on which he quickly scrawled a series of numbers.“Here.” His breath fogged on the frozen air.She took it. “What’s this?” she asked staring at the paper.“My phone number.” he said simply.For a moment, she actually thought that she’d read the silence all wrong. But then she understood. But before that she had to ask. "And why are you giving that to me?" she asked."Just in case you are.... Ermmm... You know" he said, unable to meet her gaze.She didn't underst
Because she had a thing for him. There was just something about him that called to her, something that made her wish there was hope for the two of them somehow. Hope for what? She wasn't quite sure. And deep in her heart, she feared she would never get over him... Even after she was safe and he left.And yet, she had honestly meant what she said to him, that she knew that nothing could ever happen between them.Nothing was ever going to come out of their time together. She accepted that. She had no expectations concerning him. So she was going to go home and cry out her eyes. She wasn't going to throw away her pride and dignity and do something crazy like beg him to stay or get into a relationship with her.So, yes. It had been rather a bad idea to have sex with him. A bad idea that had turned out absolutely perfect. Something beautiful and real and honest in the middle of a terrible mess. She probably should regre
“I want to apologize for the way I have been.... For being frosty,” she greeted him. “I just, well, I was very sensitive and tired that night and I kinda snapped. And it was my fault that we... Ermmm... You know. I just want you to know that I am sorry. My father tells me that sometimes I tend to get a little too into the zone and too emotional and I can lose sight of my manners.”Asher hadn’t expected an apology. He just stared at her, so she continued. “So, why don’t you come with me to the Chinese restaurant a few blocks down and we can get.... I don't know... reacquainted? You know, like the normal way”“I appreciate the offer, but you know as part of my job I’d go anyway,” he pointed out finally.Kimberly gave him a wry smile.“I’m inviting you to eat with me,” she corrected. “Not sit creepily behind me like a weird stalker.”Asher stepped back to retrieve his wallet and walked out