else.”
“Really,” she said.
“Yes, really,” he said kissing her. “ I felt like punching him in the mouth. Instead I just said no maybe next time.”
“I won’t do that ever.”
“Casey I’m trying to tell you that you’re the only one I want.”
“Oh,” she said, a little smile starting.
They both heard the footsteps and laughing then a knock at the door.
“Coming in,” Jody yelled the key in the lock.
Bobby handed a blanket to her. “Wait in the washroom and don’t come out until I tell you okay.” He didn’t want anyone seeing her without clothes, specially Dale.
She took the blanket hurrying to the bathroom.
Bobby had just pulled his jeans on when the door opened.
“You don’t have to dress for me,” Jody snickered watching him pull his zipper up. “Where’s Casey?”
“In the bathroom.”
“So why don’t you come to our room?” she smiled.
“No thanks,” Bobby said taking the coffees and bags from her hand.
“Casey’s not into having any real fun. She about as close to a virgin as the real thing. You should find a different woman or better yet just you come over for a while. I can give you what you really need then you can come back.”
Dale draped his arm over her shoulder. “Let’s go,” he said
Shit, he shook his head. Never turned anything like that down before. Don’t even feel bad about it. He’d been right about Casey but then he had known anyway. He smiled thinking about what he’d teach her, what he would be doing to her and with her. She was his and there would be no sharing.
He opened the bathroom door, “They’re gone. Feel like eating?”
“Thanks,” she whispered. “I should go and do a few practice runs. I’ll come back in a few hours.”
“No,” he smiled handing her a coffee.”You think if you leave I’ll join them. It doesn’t interest me any more Casey. I told you I only wanted you.”
She took a bite of the sandwich, sipped her coffee then asked, “What time is it?”
Looking at his watch Bobby said, “One o’clock We have to be out of the barns by four o’clock so we have lots time.”
“I think I should leave.”
“No. Please Casey, stay with me.”
They ate in silence. Casey picked up the garbage dropping it in the pail by the door.
Bobby took his jeans off, took her blanket and dropped it on the floor.
“Come here,” he said. Picking her up he sat on the bed his back against the headboard, Casey between his legs. She leaned against his chest, his arms around her.
“Tell me about you?” he asked, his lips brushing over her shoulder.
“What do you want to know?”
“Where you work. Where you live. What you do. Things like that for starters.”
“I live in Dallas, and I teach at a private school. I have a small house on the edge of town.”
“Do you live alone? What about your family?”
“ I’ve lived alone since I was eighteen.”
“Do you do the circuit every year?”
“Last year was the first time. I joined it late because of school.”
“You’ve won every go round. I’ve watched you every night.You’re good Casey. I like it when you swing your leg over and jump off. Then you turn around and give me that sweet little smile,” he said holding her tighter, kissing the top of her head.
“I chased you all last year Bobby, but you never noticed me.”
“I looked for you every night at the bar after the first time I saw you,” he said holding her tighter.
“Don’t do the bar thing. I stay in our room at night.”
“Do you have a boyfriend at home?”
“No boyfriend for a long time, since before I started teaching,” she said.” Gracie was all she had, and Joey.
His arms tightened around her. He wanted to look after her, take care of her, then neither of them would be alone. He brushed his lips over her shoulder.
“What about you?” she asked, knowing someone had hurt him. She could see it in his eyes when she had watched him.
“Haven’t had a
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