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KIM BALDWIN. Glancing at the kitchen clock as she poured herself a second cup of coffee, she was appalled to discover it was only just eight
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Glancing at the kitchen clock as she poured herself a second cup of coffee, she was appalled to discover it was only just eight. She tackled every mindless chore she could think of to pass the time. She did the dishes and laundry, made out a grocery list, F xed a broken chair, balanced her checkbook, cleaned out the refrigerator, and F lled bird feeders. But the clock mocked her efforts and slowed to a crawl. Now Iknow where the expression killing time comes from. I’m about ready tothrow that damn thing against the wall.
She surfed through her entire roster of 100-plus satellite channels, but nothing could hold her interest. Grabbing her keys off the counter, she headed to the f ower and gift shop in Pine River, where she stared at f oral arrangements for several minutes before settling on a bouquet of long-stemmed red roses.
That took up nearly another whole half hour.
She F xed herself a f uffer-nutter sandwich for lunch but decided as she sat down to eat it that her stomach was in too much turmoil to get it down. By twelve thirty she was pacing, impatient as hell, unable to distract herself further from any thought but of Erin. Never in her life, she was certain, had she been so incredibly, unbelievably primed and ready to go. I won’t last two more hours.
But the closer it inched toward two, the more nervous she got too.
I don’t want to let her down. Please don’t let her regret choosing this.
Choosing us.
Her phone rang and she nearly jumped out of her skin. It’s her! Iknow it’s her! She leapt for the receiver. “Hello?”
“I can’t wait any longer. I’m going to explode.”
Gable laughed. “Oh Lordy. Me too. Where are you? Aren’t you supposed to be in the middle of something?”
“I’m home. I F bbed and said I didn’t feel well and wanted to quit early. Wanna come over and make me feel better?” Erin’s voice was so incredibly seductive that Gable’s body was instantly atingle with anticipation.
“Don’t think me rude, but I’m hanging up now.” As she fumbled to put the receiver in its cradle, she could hear Erin laughing.
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FORCE OF NATURE
Gable checked her ref ection in the rearview mirror when she pulled up to the last stop sign before Erin’s cabin. Her pupils were dilated and she was grinning from ear to ear, like she’d lost her mind.
She hardly recognized herself. She ran a hand through her hair to smooth down an errant strand, and took several deep breaths to try to calm herself. Her stomach was doing somersaults, and her senses all seemed hypersensitive, as if to fully appreciate the feelings swirling around inside of her.
In her forty-six years, she could not remember feeling this happy.
This excited. And certainly never this aroused.
Erin was waiting for her in the open doorway, reclining against the frame, Earl Grey in her arms to keep him from getting outside.
Gable had, from the F rst moment, thought her an incredibly attractive woman. But she’d never thought her more beautiful than at that moment. Erin was barefoot, clad in faded jeans that had molded themselves to her and a navy T-shirt, left untucked, that was thin enough to let Gable know she wasn’t wearing a bra. She had a glow about her, and Gable could see undisguised desire in her eyes.
They watched each other, smiling shyly but not speaking, as Gable slowly mounted the steps with the roses held at her side. Her whole body was trembling.
Erin moistened her lips as Gable neared, and in a moment they stood two feet apart. Erin made no move to step aside so Gable could come in.
Gable reached out with her free hand and scratched Earl Grey under the chin, but her eyes never left Erin’s. “You know that I just have to kiss you F rst thing, don’t you?”
“I sure hope so,” Erin said, smiling up at her. “Because I’m not letting you inside until you do.”
Gable lifted her hand to caress the side of Erin’s face, just before she dipped her head and brought their mouths together.
Five days of anticipation fueled the kiss.
Erin moaned and opened her mouth, inviting Gable in, and the heat in Gable’s belly became a bonF re. When their tongues met and began stroking…tasting…exploring…her head began to swim. Her body moved of its own accord toward Erin’s, and Erin’s moved toward her.
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