Page 79 of My Cowboy Freedom
“I’m not sure I can explain.” I pressed my nose into the skin just behind his ear and got distracted. “You smell really good.”
His knee bounced nervously. “They say you can get anything in prison. Drugs, alcohol, sex, anything you want.”
“Yeah.”
“And?” He lifted an eyebrow. “Did you?”
I hesitated. “Sure.”
“Okay.” His lips did that little pursing thing I’d noticed.I notice everything his lips do.“You don’t have to tell me about it or anything.”
I wasn’t so sure he’d want to know, so I deflected his question with one of my own. “Elena said I should ask about your family. What did she mean by that?”
“Oh, look.” He glanced past me as if he just noticed we’d made it to town. “We’re almost there.”
I waited, but he didn’t answer.
Right. Because I’m the only one with a story to tell.
