Twist (Siren Publishing Allure) (37 page)

“Long story.”

“Why am I getting the feeling that you don’t want to talk? Did I interrupt something?”

“No, not exactly.” Rolf shifted his hips, and Lana involuntarily groaned.

Lee chuckled in her ear. “I thought you were sleeping.”

“I was.” She rolled her eyes as Rolf snatched the phone from her.

“Yo, Lee. What’s up?”

“I don’t know. You tell me. Lana sounded stressed.” Rolf slid his hand down to the small of Lana’s back, rolling his hips dramatically. Lana tilted her head back, opening her mouth and then gritting her teeth. “Not really. We were sleeping.” He urged her to move with his hand. Lana begged him with her eyes. He grinned, mouthing, “Move!” She began to rock, and his smile broadened. “So how is your trip going?” he asked before putting his finger to his lips to remind her to be quiet. Lana gave him a silent but very visible laugh. She rolled her hips, shifting back and forth in a circular flex. Rolf wrinkled his nose, growling silently. “Really? That sounds great. Did you take some pictures?”

He put the phone on speaker, laying it on his chin so he could use both hands to control her movements. Lana leaned forward, arching around the phone to kiss him, and then shifted back upward. She brought her legs forward, perching her feet at his sides and leaning back on her hands to achieve more glorious friction within her wet twat.

Lee asked, “Where the hell did Lana go?”

Rolf lied, “She’s in the bathroom.”

“Oh. I guess tell her I will be home tomorrow night. I’m glad she’s not alone. She really missed you.”

“I’ll tell her. She misses you also. I’m really glad you are having such a good time. Enjoy.”

“I will. I’ll call when I get home.”

“We will be here. Why don’t you just stop by?”

“I will. Have a great day.”

Lee hung up, and Lana laughed. “Thank you. I thought for sure you were going to tell him.”

“I didn’t want to rub it in.” He gestured for her to come closer with his finger and Lana shifted, lying on his chest. Rolf grabbed her, rolling her body with his own. He quickened the pace, kissing her as he drove her over the edge of the cliff and sent them both tumbling into the abyss.

They drifted back into sleep, and when Rolf opened his eyes, Lana was gone. He got up, roaming through the house but not seeing her. There was something cooking in the oven and he turned the light on, looking through the glass. Some kind of muffin was baking in the tin, and he checked the timer, seeing that it had ten minutes left on it. Rolf made himself a cup of coffee and walked to the French doors, looking outside. Lana was sitting on the edge of the fountain, staring at the water. He headed out, pulling up a chair and sitting down behind her to drape his arms over her shoulders. “What’s up?”

“Nothing.”

“Then why are you out here?”

“I like it out here. The fountain is very peaceful. The phone woke me up. Grace called. She said that Celia had a change of heart and has promised to leave us alone. She said that she received a rather odd call from Father Petry who said that he will not allow the meeting to be held at his church. He also said that he would really appreciate that donation toward a new roof. Surprise.”

Rolf chuckled, gently stroking her cheek with his fingertip. “So why have you been crying? That’s good news.”

“I know. I had a bad dream.”

“About what?”

“I was trapped at the bottom of a grain silo. I kept trying to climb toward the light and safety, but more grain would pour in, surrounding me and trying to suck me down into it. No matter how fast I climbed, I couldn’t quite escape the shit that was filling in around me. The aftermath of the dust was suffocating me, and it seemed to go on forever. Then the light at the top of the silo got brighter and filled me with energy. The grain flow slowed slightly and I started making headway. I was climbing and climbing and just as I got to the rim, to see what was glowing so brilliantly, the phone woke me up.”

“That’s a bitch. I hate when that happens. So, am I the grain or the light?”

“I’m really hoping that you are the light. The grain is everything else that has happened since Enar’s death and I really hope that part of our lives is over.”

“I hope so, too.” He wrapped his arms tighter around her, kissing her neck. “Listen to me, Lana. As long as we are together, we will be fine. We will find a way to work things out and change them if necessary. Enar knew that we would be good together. I believe that now. I know that now. I want to be the light that brightens your future. Let me be your rock. Have a little faith in us.”

Lana inhaled the scent of this slightly rumpled hair. She leaned back, suddenly remembering that Enar had told her that he had seen Rolf’s emotions in his eyes. Her cheeks bubbled with a smile as she gazed at him. She could see it, too, the questioning, almost imploring tilt of his head as he gazed at her. The expression was filled with hope and Lana suddenly understood just how much Rolf loved her. Whatever reservations he had expressed over the last few days were gone. She smiled, stroking his cheek before drawing him into a long and languid kiss.

When it ended, Lana leaned her forehead into his, and whispered, “I do.”

THE END

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Kat Barrett lives in her small Connecticut home with her husband of many years.

She finds writing relaxing and enjoys creating tales of romance, erotica, and science fiction/fantasy. Kat often mixes the genres, adding mystery and intrigue to her books to create an exciting and captivating reading experience.

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