“Sure. As soon as the dynamo is done working Dad over I’ll get a confirmation from her too. I guess the stormy weather makes them horny.” Seth chuckled when he heard her making a gagging sound. “I’ve missed you. I can’t wait to see you. I’m sorry to be such a drama queen-slash-prude. It’s just…”
“Two people making love.” The statement was true, but he secretly enjoyed her reaction to the situation as she shuddered audibly.
“Lalalalalalalaa, I can’t hear you.”
A gust of wind outside blew leaves in swirling eddies along the sidewalk outside, and he noticed the sky had grown a bit darker. “See you tonight, Miss Prude.”
“You got it, handsome.”
* * * *
While rain poured and lightning flashed outside The Dancing Pony, Jayne sat snuggled up to Seth and giggled as she watched Lucy Carter on the dance floor with one of the single cowboys who frequented The Dancing Pony.
After eating supper at O’Reilley’s, they’d made it to the nightclub moments before the rain had started coming down heavily. It had been hot and dry in Divine, and the break in the weather that week had energized Jayne. Of course, she could also attribute that to the reassurance Dr. Hawks had given her when he’d called late that afternoon and told her the blood tests had all been clear.
She leaned against Seth and quietly said, “Don’t take this the wrong way but your sister is kinda hot.” Lucy was dressed in black jeans, blinged-out cowboy boots, and a low-cut, silky top that accentuated her curves and cleavage.
His chest rumbled against her shoulder as he squeezed her to him. “I guess I’ll be beating the cowboys off of her.”
Jayne watched as Lucy grinned at the amorous cowboy and placed one hand on his chest, pushing him back a few inches as she kept the other hand on his shoulder so he knew she had boundaries but didn’t want him to back off entirely. The cowboy flirted with her and kept dancing, his hands still on her hips.
“She seems like she’s doing okay.”
“She’s a pistol.”
“I can tell. Does she like it here?”
“Very much. She told me that she’s thinking about making a permanent move. She’s got loose ends that need tying up in Temple, but she likes it here, and I think a clean slate would be good for her.” He gave her the details about the fire.
“Have the investigators found evidence of arson?”
“The results are inconclusive so far. They’re still looking for her ex-fiancé. His parents sound like elitist snobs. I imagine he’ll turn up soon, with a neat alibi. Want to dance?”
Jayne nodded. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Jayne glanced over at a table near the bar, where her mom sat talking with Grace, Charity, her husband, Justin, and several of their friends. She was willing to bet that when Grace requested a song for the girls, her mom would join them on the dance floor. This new side of her mom was disconcerting, but she was happy to see the zest with which her mom was living her life.
Seth’s hand was warm around hers as he drew her onto the dance floor. “Alone With You” by Jake Owen started to play, and Jayne didn’t have any problem with it when Seth pulled her as close to him as it was possible to get. “Baby, I’ve missed you in the worst way this week.”
“Did you need a cold shower on Monday night?”
“Yes. You?”
“My hands shook all evening. Mom kept me up late talking and I didn’t feel better until after I’d had a hot bath before bed. I missed you even more then.” The telltale burn in her cheeks must’ve hinted to him that she’d needed to take the edge off her tension.
Seth bit his lip and groaned. “Baby…did you touch yourself?”
“You really want to know that?”
“Hell, yes. I’m getting hard just imagining it.”
Jayne felt a tremor of arousal ripple through her, and her smile felt devilish on her lips. Seth groaned again as she giggled. Could she tell him what she’d done? She’d almost felt bad for masturbating when it really and truly was Seth that she’d longed for.
“I couldn’t help it. I thought about you all evening, and what it would be like, and…”
“You needed to come?”
Jayne’s pussy quivered in reaction to his question, imagining that was exactly how he’d say it when they were together. His voice hinted of sins he wanted to commit with her flesh, and she shuddered with renewed need.
Her whisper was faint. “Yes. I needed you.”
“What did you do?”
More heat rushed into her cheeks as she considered how much detail to share. “The bath helped, until I started imagining you in there with me. I dried off, locked my bedroom door, and…got out my toys.”