Fat Louise(29)

When Cade returned, he paused in the doorway, taking in the difference in the girls’ positions. Jane saw his lips tighten.

“Come lie next to me,” Bailey offered Cade the spot next to her.

“Jane, go lie down with your sister. I’ll take the floor.”

As Jane got off the floor and went to lie uncomfortably next to her sister while Cade lay on the floor, she felt Bailey’s anger through the darkness. Jane didn’t have time to wonder at her sister’s behavior, though. She was too tired. She fell asleep, clinging to the side of the mattress to give Bailey more room.

* * *

Bright sunlight woke her. Jane’s aching fingers released her grip on the mattress. As she looked around the small trailer, she saw she was alone. Jane was frightened until she heard her sister’s voice from outside. Stiffly, she climbed off the mattress and went to the door of the trailer.

Cade and Bailey were sitting next to each other by the pond talking. Jane had seen that look on women’s faces too many times not to know what it meant. Her sister was attracted to Cade. She was looking up at him beneath lowered lashes, smiling at him flirtatiously.

Jane felt her stomach sink. Her sister always managed to snare any man she wanted, and now she had definitely picked Cade as her replacement for Raul now that she realized the chances of them getting back together were nil.

Jane walked forward, hearing them talk about Bailey’s visit to Europe.

“You’ll have to visit when we get out of here,” she was saying.

“I’ll think about it,” Cade answered noncommittally.

“I thought we would have left by now,” Jane interrupted.

Cade shrugged. “If we move out in the open, they’ll see us for sure. If we wait here, we can leave when it gets dark. We’re close enough to the boarder to make a run for it if we hear any vehicles approaching.”

Bailey jumped to her feet. “Do you think it would be possible to take a quick dip if I hurry? I feel filthy in these clothes.”

“Go ahead. I’ll keep an eye out. Just don’t take long.” Cade stood up, brushing the dirt off his pants.

Jane was shocked at her sister’s behavior when she didn’t wait for Cade to turn his back before she started stripping off her clothes. She wanted to smack her sister as she waded in naked, taking her time before lowering her body into the water.

Cade made no pretense of not watching, and Jane couldn’t blame him. Her sister had large breasts and a small waist that flared out to curvy hips. She had shaved her pussy, which highlighted her long, golden legs. Bailey had not had anything to do for the last few weeks except sunbathe while her family worried about her.

Cade’s amused expression caught hers. “Don’t you want to clean up?”

Jane’s hand went to her dirt smeared face. “No, thanks.” She sat down on the bank of the pond, averting her eyes as her sister made the most of the male attention she was receiving.

Jane’s eyes widened when her sister came out of the water, taking her time to get redressed.

“Do you have a comb, Jane?”

“No.”

Bailey gave a fake laugh. “You have grenades but no comb?”

“No, I don’t,” Jane repeated. “Maybe you can find something inside. I didn’t look in the overhead cabinets.”

Bailey went in the trailer to look.

“You and your sister don’t get along, do you?” Cade asked, not taking his attention from the area surrounding them.

“No. We didn’t grow up together, but I hear a lot of sisters don’t get along.” Jane tried to make light of the situation. She had tried to be close to Bailey, yet Bailey had rebuffed all of Jane’s attempts.

“She try to steal all your boyfriends?” Cade teased.

“There weren’t any to steal,” Jane confessed. “She doesn’t care for any of my friends.”

“You haven’t had any boyfriends, but you have male friends?”

“I have a lot of those. I belong to a motorcycle club. At least, I think I belong. My friend Sex Piston does. Her father was the former president and her husband is now. Since I’m her friend, it means I’m a member, too, doesn’t it?”

Cade just stared at her. “You don’t know?”

Jane bit her lip. “Of course I know. I am a member.” She nodded her head, trying to convince herself. “Stud lets all of us hang out at the clubhouse.”

“Who’s Stud?”

“Sex Piston’s husband. He’s a nice guy. Me and my friends really like him.”

“They all have nicknames like Stud and Sex Piston?”

“Of course,” Jane stated. “There’s also Killyama, Crazy Bitch, and T.A. We’ve all been friends since grade school, except Sex Piston. She didn’t join our group until middle school.”