Page 126 of Rock Chick Rescue

“Hello?” Trixie answered.

“Trixie?” I said through a mouth of muffin.

“Jet? Is that you?”

I swallowed, painfully. “Yeah, how’s everything?”

“Groovy tunes. Your mom and I just got back from IHOP and we’re thinking about hitting Target. You need anything?”

I tried to think of a list of things I needed.

Not one thing came to mind.

“No,” I replied, dejected.

“You home?” Trixie asked.

I looked at Eddie. He was watching my mouth move.

“I’m with Eddie.”

“Good. Have agreatday. We’ll see you at five thirty.”

“Right,” I said. “Can I talk to Mom?” But she’d already disconnected.

Damn!

Everyone was conspiring against me.

I flipped the phone shut. It rang again immediately but Eddie plucked it out of my hand.

“Stop doing that,” I snapped.

He tossed it in my purse and then turned me so my back was to the door and started walking forward, forcing me to walk back.

“They’ll leave a message,” he said. One of his hands was still up my shirt, his other hand went low and up the shirt as well. They met, then separated, one going up my back, the other one cupping my behind. The whole time, he walked me backwards.

His mouth came to mine and he brushed his lips there and then they trailed down my neck. We cleared the kitchen door and he was moving toward the bedroom.

I thought wildly of how to delay.

“I’ve decided what I want to say,” I announced, even though I hadn’t, but if he stopped, I’d wing it.

“Later,” he murmured against my neck, his hand on my bottom coming up and then dipping in my undies to cup me skin to skin.

It felt good.

Jet,focus, I told myself.

“It’s important,” I said out loud.

He pushed me into the hall, his mouth coming to mine.

“Thisis important, that’ll wait until later,” he said against my mouth and kissed me, his tongue sliding into my mouth.

Next thing I knew, my nipples were tingling, my doo-da was quivering, I was kissing him back and my legs hit the bed.

The minute they did, he stopped, his hands swept away the T-shirt and he tossed it aside.

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