Page 19 of Beneath the Blue Moon
Yeah, right.I only hope they can’t see my knees shaking.Ifeel like this is my first date all over again, only Daddy isn’t here to warnthe sheriff off.There’s a knock at the door, and I take a deep breath.
“Now, you know the drill.Call me if you need anything.Anything.”
“Yes, yes,” Mrs.Johnson says impatiently.“We know.Now, go.”
“Have a good time, Casey.”Mr.Johnson gives me anencouraging smile.
“Thanks.”
When I open the door, the sheriff does a double take, hismouth falling open.His gaze travels over my body from head to toe and back, andhe swallows hard.Huh… Once again, I’ve undermined his cool exterior.Point forme.
“Hello, Sheriff.”
***Ethan***
“You are absolutely breathtaking.”
She gives me a bashful smile, turning her head away.My eyesfeast on her, from her fiery hair to her pretty pink-painted toenails.She is avision… and she’s mine.
“Thank you.You’re looking very handsome tonight.”
“As opposed to all the other nights when I wasn’t?”
She giggles—a sweet, girly sound that sends my heartpounding.“There’s that… umm…confidenceagain.”
I offer her my arm with a smile.“Shall we?”
She closes the door behind her, curling her arm around minewith a determined nod.
“Let’s do this.”
In the truck, I glance over at her as she crosses hergorgeous legs.She’s quiet, just sitting there staring out the window at thepassing scene.When she adjusts her top, it draws my gaze to her lusciousbreasts, and I quickly return my attention to the road as I feel my dick beginto harden.
“How’s your dad?”I ask.
“He’s okay.I’m thinking of getting him a full-time nurse.Imean, I’d still be there, but it might be better to have someone with somemedical training.”
“That could be expensive.”
“For a bartender’s salary?”She turns to me with raisedbrows.
Fuck.“I’m sorry.I didn’t mean—”
“It’s fine.”She chuckles.“My job’s just for me, to keep mesane mostly.My dad was pretty good with money, made some lucrativeinvestments.Plus, there’s his pension and my mom’s life insurance.”
“I see.I might know someone who’d be able to help.”
“Really?”
“I can make a few calls if you like.”
“Would you?I’d be really grateful.”
“I’ll start first thing in the morning.”
“Thank you.I appreciate it.”
I give her a reassuring smile, and she turns her attentionback to the scenery.Her phone vibrates in her pocket, and she pulls it out,smiling at something on the screen.
