“Thanks. I’ll change clothes berightdown.”
Pedro turned to leave and then added, “And Calico’sdeliveringtoo.”
Marti laughed. “It’s her third time. She’s anoldhand.”
Pedro waved and zoomed back towardthebarn.
“Sorry, Eli but I’ve got to cut tonight short.” She leaned forward and kissed him, open-mouthed, hot and hungry. “And just when it was getting good,” she said, followed by alongsigh.
She unlocked her door and stepped through, Eli following as though pulled by an invisible string. When she noticed him behind her she said, “Great.” Holding up both hands, shoes dangling off her fingers on the left and the right holding her purse, she added, “My hands are full. Can you unzip me? I need to change.” She turned her backtohim.
“Sure.” He reached for the six-inch zipper that started in the small of her back and cupped her heart-shaped ass to end just below. As he glided the slider down and the zipper teeth separated, the strings of a teeny black thong were exposed. Blood raced below his waist as his cock filled and strained against his zipper. He groaned. “You’rekillingme.”
Laughing, she hurried toward the staircase, climbing it two steps at a time. Her dress fell off her shoulders as she reached the top. She looked over her shoulder and winked. “Another night,maybe?”
“Another night, definitely,” he called up the stairs as she disappearedfromview.
He shook his head while uttering, “Damn,” under his breath. Marti was so different from other women he’d dated in his life. She was like twirling a lit firecracker between your fingers. You kind of knew it was going to hurt when it exploded but playing with it made your heart race withexcitement.
Heavy boots on the wooden steps had him refocusing to the present. Marti raced down the stairs, pausing to jump from the third one over the last two and landing with a loud thud. She was still tugging down her shirt when shelanded.
“Hey! You’re still here.” She grabbed his face and pulled him in for a kiss. “That’s all I’ve got time for,” she said with achuckle.
He followed her into the kitchen. “What can I dotohelp?”
She lifted a rain slicker off a peg. “Nothing. We have to let nature take its course.” He opened his mouth to reply but she added, “Yes, yes, I know. You’re a doctor. Sorry Dr. Eli. You’re thewrongkind.”
He rolled his eyes with alaugh.
The rain, which had been steady, was now pounding the roof in sheets. Lightning lit up the kitchen, followed by a flickering of the lights. A boom of thunder shook thewalls.
“Is God usually this mad at Texas?” Eliasked.
Marti howled. “No kidding. Nah. God loves Texas, haven’t you heard? We need this rain so bad that nobody’s going to complain.” She tossed the slicker over her head. “Want to hang around and watch a foal come into theworld?”
The idea intrigued and terrified him. Horses. No. But a baby horse? He couldhandlethat.
“Yeah, I think Iwould.”
She tossed him the other slicker hanging on the wall. “Use Dad’s slicker. You’re already wet but we’ll get drenched as soon as we step outside.” She eyed him and said, “I don’t think your shoe size is the same as his. Dad has huge feet but if you want to wear his boots, you might be able to save those fancy shoes ofyours.”
Eli looked down at his two-thousand dollar Brooks Brothers loafers. “These might bebeyondhope.”
“Hope they weren’texpensive.”
He shrugged. “Not too bad.” He smiled. “Totally worthtonight’sdate.”
“Aww. Aren’t you sweet? Want theboots?”
“Don’t worry about it. I do have another pair of shoes inthecar.”
“Super. Let’s head.” She grabbed his hand as she walked past. “I would suggest we walk down but not tonight. We’re takingyourSUV.”
Once back in his vehicle, she said, “U-turn and go back toward the road. There is a gravel path to the barn.” As he did as she instructed she said, “Sorry about all the water we’re getting inyourcar.”
“It’s leather. It’llsurvive.”
He was more worried about him surviving Marti than his seats surviving a littlewater.