Page 77 of Protecting Her Secrets

“Probed?”

“Yeah, you’re right. Stupid question. See you tomorrow.”

She hangs up before I realize she was asking if an alien has ever stuck something up my butt. God, I hope she was kidding.

I’m still replaying our conversation in my head when Sprocket appears, tail wagging. He jumps onto the couch and attacks me with wet kisses, making me laugh as I try to push him away.

“Sprocket, down,” Walker calls. “That’s my woman.”

Sprocket obeys, but not before he takes the empty coffee mug from my hand. I open my mouth to protest but decide to let it go. I’ll get it from under his bed later. My gaze shifts to the tall man standing over me. He looks absolutely gorgeous in a fitted pair of jeans that hug his muscular thighs in the best way. Up top, he has on a fleece-lined, camel-colored jacket, and on his head is a brown beanie, stray locks of hair peeking out and curling around the knit hat.

“Good morning.” I bite my lip.

He bends down and plants a kiss on my lips that warms my nether region. Pulling away, he plops down next to me. “Morning. Did I hear you talking on the phone?”

“Yes. I hope you don’t mind, but I got Lisa’s number out of your phone and called to ask if she was hiring.”

“What did she say?”

I beam. “I start tomorrow. She said the pay sucks and it’s part-time, but at least it’s something.”

“That’s great! What time? I’ll make sure I can take you and keep a lookout while you’re there.”

“Shit. I forgot I still need to be babysat.”

“You’re not being?—”

“I know. But I didn’t even think me working there might put Lisa and the kids at risk.”

“There’s no risk unless Klutch or his minions come back to town. And if they do, I’ll be the first to know, and we’ll get you out of there. I know you’ve been bored hanging around the house, so I think this will be good for you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive. What time?”

“She said noon to two.”

“Perfect. I’m sure Lisa won’t mind if I hang out at her place and do some work. Have you eaten breakfast?” He stands and heads to the kitchen.

“No, not yet.” I join him, pulling out a cast-iron skillet to fry some bacon. “I texted Jazzy too. She wants to go shopping with me today. Is that possible?”

“Sure. Just let me know when you want to go, and we’ll head out.”

After a yummy breakfast and a shower with Walker, which turned into him holding me up against the tiled wall by my thighs and plowing into me until I gave him two orgasms, I wasdressed and ready for the day. I can’t wait to get new clothes. Wearing the same jeans and flannel is getting really old.

I meet Jazzy at Books and Beans. It’s perfect, actually. I can imagine myself coming here, finding a book, then grabbing a coffee and relaxing in one of their very comfortable looking chairs. Walker gets in line for coffee, saying he’ll need it if he’s tagging along while we shop all afternoon, while I find Jazzy sitting at a table by the front window.

“Hey, girl!” She jumps to her feet and gives me a hug, startling me.

“Hi,” I say, patting her back.

“I’m so glad you texted.”

“I’m so glad you have time to go shopping with me.”

She hooks her arm through mine. “There aren’t many options in Culver Springs. Actually, there are only two options, but I’m sure we can find you enough stuff to get by until you can go to the city.”

Walker’s just grabbing his coffee as we pass, and he takes his position behind us, something Jazzy doesn’t miss.

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