Page 76 of Grit
“It’s not as complicated as you’re making it.” He reached behind her and with one tug pressed their bodies together.
Melissa could feel the length of his erection. She could imagine it. Imagine how it would feel to be with him. The weight of his body over hers. The solid muscle pressing her into the bed as he kissed her senseless. As he moved in her. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her.
Cary continued to make love to her mouth. His hands stroked her body like his tongue stroked hers. Thoroughly. Teasing her to greater heights as they moved together in the dim shadows of the bunkhouse.
“Mom!”
The sound of Abby’s voice threw cold water on Melissa’s libido. She shoved Cary away.
“What—?”
“Abby’s coming!”
Footsteps were coming closer.
“Tell me something really unsexy. Fast.” Cary’s shirt and hair were mussed. He looked like he was about to ravish someone, which wasn’t far off.
Melissa shoved the flashlight toward him. “Bathroom,” she hissed. “In the corner. Go… look at the plumbing!”
Cary stood in the doorway of the new bathroom, untucking his shirt and shining a flashlight into the new construction as Melissa hopped off the dresser and the door opened.
“Hey,” she said. “What’s up? I thought you were in bed.”
Abby’s face was pale in the darkness. “I thought you were going to tuck me in.”
“It’s really late, baby.” She ran a hand over Abby’s hair.
“What are you doing down here?”
“Just showing Cary the new bathroom Mr. Montoya is putting in. I wanted him to check and make sure it was good enough.”
“Oh.” Abby narrowed her eyes. “Didn’t you and Stu look at it yesterday?”
“Uh…” She shrugged. “You know, it’s never a bad idea to get another opinion.”
Cary turned and flashed the light in Abby’s and Melissa’s eyes. “Sorry. Yeah, I think it looks good. It’s small though.”
“We’re going to put a washbasin and counter on the wall alongside. That way people can still use the sink, brush their teeth and stuff when someone is in the bathroom. Since there’s just one bath—”
“That makes sense.” He subtly adjusted his shirt to cover the front of his pants. “Well, if you don’t need anything else, I should probably get my mom home.”
“They’re in the living room having cake.” Abby’s smile was crooked. “I kinda sneaked past them.”
So that’s how she snuck out.“Head back to the house, Abby. I’ll be there in a few to tuck you in.”
“Okay. Night, Cary.”
“Good night, Abby. Sweet dreams.”
He didn’t have a smile on his face when Abby ran out the door.
Melissa waited to hear her footsteps fading away before she closed the door, leaned against it, and slid down the wall. “Oh my God.”
“Chill.” He shut off the flashlight and put it on the dresser. “She was none the wiser. Gonna have to get used to that.”
“Cary…” She covered her face. “I can’t… I can’t deal with this too.”
“Missy, it’s fine. She’s going to see us kissing eventually. It’s just a new thing for me and I’ll try to—”
