Page 22 of Furi

Watching the stars, finishing up her food she drank, the night all around her.

Then heard the scrap of a boot, then another, her hand on her gun she turned towards it. Her water forgotten. From the shadows came a body she recognised.

The newby. Was he following her?

Knowing he’d made noise deliberately, so she’d know he was there. They didn’t make noise. So he’d wanted her to hear him. Approaching slowly he came towards her lit but the moons.

“You been following me? No one asked you to do that. What are you doing here anyway?” Her feathers ruffled she was biting off words.

He came to within arm’s reach. “Someone had to keep an eye on you unseen. 4 is busy with the farm and Emily.”

“I don’t need help.” She hissed at him now right in front of her.

Suddenly his hand was around the side of her neck pulling her to him, his lips gently on hers. So shocked by the move she let him. His lips moving on hers, his tongue running along the seem of her lips. He pulled back, his thumb stroking her neck.

“You listening now female?” Staring at him wildly she gave a slight nod. “Good. 6 men are following you from the town.” Blinking she looked the way she’d come seeing no one but knew better than to think he lied. They didn’t lie. “You carrying anything of value?”

She shook her head. The credits went straight into the account when the transaction was done. “Nothing. Just the truck. And that’s not worth following for.”

His thumb distracting on her neck as he stroked it. She swallowed. It felt far too good. “Can they take the credits from you? Make you transfer them over?”

“I don’t see how. They’d have to be a reason to do so. That would need a recorded trail to follow. A business set up. A bank account. Goods paid for and transacted, all of which would have to leave an electronic paperchase.”

“Then that leaves you.” He told her quietly.

“Me? I’m unmarried and I’m not in a contract that can be bartered or sold and under my family’s protection.”

“What family Betty?” He asked her so quietly and gently tears threatened. He was right, her family were gone.

Was she fair game now?

Shit….

“You think they’re coming for me and the farm? I can’t let that happen. The others….”

“I won't let that happen.”

“How are you going to stop them?” She looked around. “I need to leave.”

“And be picked off in the dark? No you make a stand. Bloody noses so they know better than to try again.”

“Shit…. I don’t know.”

Picking her up, he carried her back to the car door and deposited her in it. Nestling between her legs. He lifted them to his waist and moved into her. “What are you doing?” She squeaked. He was touching her in all the places that her body hummed.

“Making it look right.” And kissed her again, this time with more urgency. His tongue slipping between her lips and duelling with her own. For a moment she was lost to the sensations bombarding her. As the cab light came on inside lighting them both up. Forgetting the possible danger she was in.

His body moving against hers, she was on fire.

His hands caressing her but not where she needed them.

Holding back joining in she wasn’t sure what was going on. Until he broke from her mouth and his lips at her ears. “They’re here, do not get out. No matter what.” He stared at her. She gazed back dazed. He brushed her lips again. “Do you hear me Betty? Do not get out of this truck. If I go down, use the gun and go.”

“What?..” She whispered shakily. And not from the passion now.

“I can take them, but if it comes to a fight, it will be bloody. You okay with that? If they came for you and the farm, it’s a prize they won’t willingly give up.”

Giving another nod, he passed her her gun. Staring at her. “I didn’t come for you but I will not lie, you are more than I ever imagined. A worthy female.”

---