Chapter12
Emma
It was tenin the morning when we turned into a long driveway at the Waters’ farm. The house in front of me was a picture-perfect rendition of the kind of a country home I’d always imagined. Unlike Eric’s place, on this one there was a wrap-around porch at the front (which I’d noticed was common from other houses as we drove by). Baskets of colorful flowers hung around the entrance, clumps of their blossoms cascading low enough to reach. In the distance, I could hear the buzzing of a tractor mower as a man I assumed was Eric’s father rode toward us. The smell of fresh grass and manure hitme.
“Well, this sure is a farm,” I said, crinkling mynose.
“My father raisespigs.”
I looked at him from the side, trying to stifle a giggle. Sometimes Eric made it too easy forme.
“I swear if you say what I know you’re thinking, I’ll make you regret it.” He showed me a crooked smile. His threat of course only encouragedme.
“Say what, Babe?”
And then it happened. He leaned forward so quickly, taking my face into his hands, that I had no time to pull away – and honestly, I didn’t want to. He seized my lips like they’d been his forever, and I felt my shoulders slack and body mellow. His sinful mouth took over, moving slowly at first but with a well founded determination. I opened wider, allowing his tongue to slide inside to tangle with mine… and make me wish it was somewhere else on my body, quite lower. A flush of heat began to mingle between us. His steady lips swelled mine as my urges awakened. The demand of Eric’s mouth was becoming unbearable, and I wanted so much more than a kiss. I wanted everything. His hands on me, taking away the aches of my swelling breasts and the growing pressure between my legs. I needed him to lower my seat again so that I could feel his dominating body over me, right here in his car, on his parents’ frontlawn.
Oh, crap! We’re on his parents’ frontlawn!
I pushed him away, panting. “We can’t dothis.”
“Remember, you’re my girlfriend. We need to make this appearreal.”
I didn’t think a kiss could get any more real thanthat.
“Right.” I leaned forward and selfishly pressed my lips to his, stealing another wet smooch. His tongue dove inside my mouth instantly, weaving through nooks and against my gums. I swear we were like two horny teenagers, waiting for the right time to relieve all the pent up demand for each other. When I pulled away, I explained, “Just to make sure no one questionsit.”
This was all for show, wasn’t it? No frickin’ way! Eric wasn’t hiding that he wanted me. He’d told me so many times already. And I was beginning to tire of pretending that I didn’t want him either. Part of me wanted to make this real and to make our relationship work, but did I truly want a relationship? I hadn’t been in a serious one in years. And most of the men who tried to date me ended up with a broken heart within a week or two. And then there was my work for him. I was on a job. I couldn’t let my guard down. If my brothers found out about us, they’d never give me a serious case again.
“Emma, there’s something I need to tell you about the farm and this job.” He started.
I felt my shoulders tense. “Your mom’s coming.” Mrs. Waters was only a few feet away. I straightened my shirt and pulled on the door handle. Eric jumped out quicker than a bullet, and before I set my foot on the ground my door was wide open. Stunned, I stumbled into his arms, falling against his hard chest.
“Don’t ever get out of the car like that,” he whispered.
“Like what?” I swallowed through my tight throat.
“Without me opening the door foryou.”
“Why?”
“It’s a thing Ihave.”
“A gentleman thing?”
“It makes me feel honored to do that foryou.”
Really?
“Please.”
“All right.”
Our quick exchange of the few words left me hardly enough time to compose myself. My heart was still pounding, and my head spun before I found myself in another set of warmarms.
“Emma, I’ve heard so much about you.” Eric’s mom embraced me the same way my own would have, and I found the comfort of her hug welcoming.
You have? When had Eric had a chance to tell her aboutme?