Page 48 of Need Me
Chapter 11
The chatteringof a squirrel broke into Brook’s dream. One minute, she and Robert were waltzing around a ballroom and the next, the squirrel scurried all around the dance floor, causing havoc and ruining their goodtime.
She awoke with a start and looked around in confusion. The memory of last night’s events came back to her, making hersmile.
“Goodmorning.”
Brooke jumped at the voice and turned her head to see Robert standing in the doorway to the tent’sbedroom.
He wore only his glasses and a smug smile and held a cup of coffee. “Sleepwell?”
She narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. “So good that I might have to rename youThor.”
“I won’t answer to it. I’m partial to Superman now,” he countered. “In fact, I’ve decided that’s what I’ll be for Halloween thisyear.”
Brooke stretched and sat up. “I have to pee. I don’t suppose you have a latrine out heresomewhere?”
He took a sip of coffee and sat it on the floor. “Actually, I do.” Going into the outer room, he picked up something and returned with one of her overnight bags. “Put something on and I’ll show you where itis.”
The backs of Brooke’s thighs protested when she stood up, most likely from the odd position he’d put her in last night. Remembering the incredible pleasure he’d brought her, Brooke thought that a couple of sore muscles were worth it. She didn’t let on,though.
Robert slid an arm around her waist and gave her a brief kiss. She smelled mouth rinse on his breath and became aware that hers must stink. Pulling away, she said, “I really need togo.”
He moved to the other side of the bed and fished a pair of sweatpants out of his hiking pack. Brooke snatched jeans, a tank top, and a pair of panties from her bag and put themon.
“Okay.Ready.”
The naughty gleam in his eyes made her put her hands on her hips. “Robert.”
“Follow me,” he said in response and led the way out of thetent.
Brooke grabbed her bag and followed him down a short trail to a smalltent.
“This is the poop tent,” heannounced.
Brooke laughed at his pun even though she wrinkled her nose. “You’regross.”
He shrugged with a grin. “You’ll find everything you need in there. I’ll be back at the tent makingbreakfast.”
“Okay.”
He turned back to camp and she ducked into the makeshiftouthouse.
* * *
When she returnedto the tent, Brooke’s stomach growled at the scent of meat and eggs cooking. Robert sat in a camping chair, stirring something in a frying pan that sat on a small camping stove. He still wasn’t dressed and her eyes roved over his muscular upperbody.
Her palms itched to run over his chest and a prickle of desire raised Goosebumps along her shoulders. She sat her bag down and took the other chair by thestove.
“Everything okay?” Robert askedsolicitously.
She nodded. “Yeah. You really did think of everything in there. I didn’t know they made portable toilets likethat.”
“They make things easier, that’s for sure.” He gestured towards the coffee pot that sat on the other burner. “Fresh coffee and there’s sugar and cream on that little tablethere.”
“Thanks.”
As she fixed her coffee, Brooke pondered what had occurred between them last night. Making love with Robert had been so beautiful she could barely describeit.
