Serial Novel: Falling in Public, Ch. 56
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Falling in Public
Chapter 56
It was going to take a lot of hot water to feel clean again, Holly thought as she ran a hand over Sean's thigh. He'd wanted to pull over to check out some noises in the back of the truck, and physical contact seemed to be the only way to distract him. She wasn't sure what Eddie was up to, but whatever it was, she wanted to help.
"Now see, that's what I'm talking about," Sean said, a sly grin on his lips. "We've got chemistry, babe...I knew you'd get in the mood if we spent some quality time." He grasped her hand and moved it to his crotch, pressing it against his length. It was all Holly could do not to snatch her hand back. Or gag.
Pressing her left breast into his arm, she slowly slid her fingers off of his lap. "Now, now...patience, dear. I wouldn't want to cause a wreck while you're driving." The thought actually had merit, but it was too risky with Eddie in the back. "We'll get to a hotel soon, won't we?"
She kissed the top of his shoulder and laid a hand on his chest, sneaking a peek out the back window. Eddie's legs were visible right behind Sean - his moving to that side of the bed must have been what they heard. And there was a long handle of some sort beside him, as well as a coil of rope.
"Of course we will, sweetheart." The truck picked up speed, rattling in protest as Sean pushed it harder. "It won't be long now at all."
Turning her head back to face front, she laid her cheek against Sean's arm. He'd put the gun on the center of the wide, rubber-covered dashboard, with the barrel facing the windsheild. Holly idly stroked his chest while she considered how best to keep him from taking it out of the pickup with him when they stopped. If Eddie could knock him out with the tools he had, they could tie Sean up and go to the police.
"What kind of a gun is that?" she asked, rubbing her cheek against his shirt.
He frowned, and then chuckled. "Right, I forgot. You're a writer. You want to know for a book, right?"
She giggled, glad he'd given her a better excuse than just being curious. "Of course." She sat up so she could look at him. "Can I see it? Does it have the safety on? I really don't know much about guns..." A lie, but a necessary one, she reminded herself.
He shook his head. "Leave it there. If you want to learn how to use one, I'll teach you when we get home. I'm surprised you haven't learned yet, being from Montana and all. Lots of hunters there, I thought."
She shrugged. "I was never very interested in that sort of thing. Is that one hard to use?"
"Just point and shoot, babe. But it's got a heck of a kickback."
"What's that?" Holly was pretty sure she couldn't sound any more stupid at the moment, but Sean was eating it up.
"It's when...shit. Hang on!" He twisted the wheel to the left, throwing Holly across the cab toward the passenger door. She grabbed for the handle, trying to anchor herself as the truck bounced off the shoulder into the dirt and the gun fell into her lap.
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Falling in Public
Chapter 56
It was going to take a lot of hot water to feel clean again, Holly thought as she ran a hand over Sean's thigh. He'd wanted to pull over to check out some noises in the back of the truck, and physical contact seemed to be the only way to distract him. She wasn't sure what Eddie was up to, but whatever it was, she wanted to help.
"Now see, that's what I'm talking about," Sean said, a sly grin on his lips. "We've got chemistry, babe...I knew you'd get in the mood if we spent some quality time." He grasped her hand and moved it to his crotch, pressing it against his length. It was all Holly could do not to snatch her hand back. Or gag.
Pressing her left breast into his arm, she slowly slid her fingers off of his lap. "Now, now...patience, dear. I wouldn't want to cause a wreck while you're driving." The thought actually had merit, but it was too risky with Eddie in the back. "We'll get to a hotel soon, won't we?"
She kissed the top of his shoulder and laid a hand on his chest, sneaking a peek out the back window. Eddie's legs were visible right behind Sean - his moving to that side of the bed must have been what they heard. And there was a long handle of some sort beside him, as well as a coil of rope.
"Of course we will, sweetheart." The truck picked up speed, rattling in protest as Sean pushed it harder. "It won't be long now at all."
Turning her head back to face front, she laid her cheek against Sean's arm. He'd put the gun on the center of the wide, rubber-covered dashboard, with the barrel facing the windsheild. Holly idly stroked his chest while she considered how best to keep him from taking it out of the pickup with him when they stopped. If Eddie could knock him out with the tools he had, they could tie Sean up and go to the police.
"What kind of a gun is that?" she asked, rubbing her cheek against his shirt.
He frowned, and then chuckled. "Right, I forgot. You're a writer. You want to know for a book, right?"
She giggled, glad he'd given her a better excuse than just being curious. "Of course." She sat up so she could look at him. "Can I see it? Does it have the safety on? I really don't know much about guns..." A lie, but a necessary one, she reminded herself.
He shook his head. "Leave it there. If you want to learn how to use one, I'll teach you when we get home. I'm surprised you haven't learned yet, being from Montana and all. Lots of hunters there, I thought."
She shrugged. "I was never very interested in that sort of thing. Is that one hard to use?"
"Just point and shoot, babe. But it's got a heck of a kickback."
"What's that?" Holly was pretty sure she couldn't sound any more stupid at the moment, but Sean was eating it up.
"It's when...shit. Hang on!" He twisted the wheel to the left, throwing Holly across the cab toward the passenger door. She grabbed for the handle, trying to anchor herself as the truck bounced off the shoulder into the dirt and the gun fell into her lap.
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