Serial Novel: Falling in Public, Ch. 54
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Falling in Public
Chapter 54
"On second thought," Holly said, keeping her pace measured as she moved Sean's direction, "Maybe I haven't given you enough of a chance." She waved a hand behind her back when she heard Eddie cough, hoping he'd let her do this without interfering. It was the only way either of them would make it out of this infernal corn field alive.
"Damn straight," Sean said, holding out his hand to her, the other still steady with the gun. "Come here, sweetheart. Give us a hug."
It took everything she had to allow herself to be drawn into his chest, his arm wrapping around her in a vise grip. Glancing back at Eddie, she could feel the hurt and confusion coming off him in waves. He'd understand later.
She hoped.
"Sean," she said, putting on a demure pout she'd seen other women use with good success. "About that bed. Do you think we could go find one now? I mean..." she ran her fingers over his chest, idly playing with a button on his shirt. "Eddie could ride in the back, and we could drop him off somewhere in town, and I could ride with you up front. All cozy-like, if you know what I mean..." She let her hand drift lower, brushing the top of his wasteband before settling on his stomach.
His muscles rippled under her touch and she looked up at him, turning her head to the side with a laugh when he tried to kiss her.
"Does that mean you agree?" she asked playfully, tracing a circle over his chest with one finger. "It is cold out here, and dark..."
"The truck's that way." He turned her to the side, and pointed into the corn. "About three rows in. You go get settled, and I'll be along after I take care of Eddie."
She backed away with her hands up, putting herself between the two men again. "That's not the deal, Sean. You want me, you can have me, but Eddie goes too. Otherwise, you might as well just kill us both." Her heart pounded as she focused on the gun, but she held her ground, confident that he'd make the right decision.
"You'd really die for this schmuck?" He shook his head. "So that...what you just did - that was all a lie. I should have known."
Holly took a step forward. "It wasn't a lie, Sean. Thing of it more as a taste of what could be." She took another step forward, her shoulder pressing against the barrel of the gun. "You said yourself that if I spent enough time with you, I'd fall in love with you. Do you still believe that? If you do, this is your chance. The only one we'll ever have. Do you want to just throw that away?"
He was silent for a long moment. Finally, he lowered the gun.
"Fine, he said, clearly still resistant. "He rides in the back, you up front. Right beside me."
She nodded, then turned back to Eddie. "Is that okay with you?"
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Falling in Public
Chapter 54
"On second thought," Holly said, keeping her pace measured as she moved Sean's direction, "Maybe I haven't given you enough of a chance." She waved a hand behind her back when she heard Eddie cough, hoping he'd let her do this without interfering. It was the only way either of them would make it out of this infernal corn field alive.
"Damn straight," Sean said, holding out his hand to her, the other still steady with the gun. "Come here, sweetheart. Give us a hug."
It took everything she had to allow herself to be drawn into his chest, his arm wrapping around her in a vise grip. Glancing back at Eddie, she could feel the hurt and confusion coming off him in waves. He'd understand later.
She hoped.
"Sean," she said, putting on a demure pout she'd seen other women use with good success. "About that bed. Do you think we could go find one now? I mean..." she ran her fingers over his chest, idly playing with a button on his shirt. "Eddie could ride in the back, and we could drop him off somewhere in town, and I could ride with you up front. All cozy-like, if you know what I mean..." She let her hand drift lower, brushing the top of his wasteband before settling on his stomach.
His muscles rippled under her touch and she looked up at him, turning her head to the side with a laugh when he tried to kiss her.
"Does that mean you agree?" she asked playfully, tracing a circle over his chest with one finger. "It is cold out here, and dark..."
"The truck's that way." He turned her to the side, and pointed into the corn. "About three rows in. You go get settled, and I'll be along after I take care of Eddie."
She backed away with her hands up, putting herself between the two men again. "That's not the deal, Sean. You want me, you can have me, but Eddie goes too. Otherwise, you might as well just kill us both." Her heart pounded as she focused on the gun, but she held her ground, confident that he'd make the right decision.
"You'd really die for this schmuck?" He shook his head. "So that...what you just did - that was all a lie. I should have known."
Holly took a step forward. "It wasn't a lie, Sean. Thing of it more as a taste of what could be." She took another step forward, her shoulder pressing against the barrel of the gun. "You said yourself that if I spent enough time with you, I'd fall in love with you. Do you still believe that? If you do, this is your chance. The only one we'll ever have. Do you want to just throw that away?"
He was silent for a long moment. Finally, he lowered the gun.
"Fine, he said, clearly still resistant. "He rides in the back, you up front. Right beside me."
She nodded, then turned back to Eddie. "Is that okay with you?"
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