“Yes. Call back later.”
He pulled the phone away from his ear to hang up, until he heard Duke say loudly, “Wait. I’ve got a lead in Jessica’s missing car case.”
Chapter Thirteen
Jessica heard Duke’s voice over Garrett’s phone. “You found it?” She grabbed Garrett’s cellular. “You found my car? Why didn’t you call me?”
“Sorry, Jessica. I didn’t find your car yet. Just a lead in the case. And I did try to call you. There was no answer,” he said with an amused tone.
Jessica didn’t know what to say. Sorry to miss your call, I was busy having sex with Seth and then Garrett? Possibly inappropriate.
He rescued her by saying, “Figured you were busy. I left a couple messages on your phone. I decided to try Garrett on the off chance he knew where you might be.” His tone was respectful, but she also heard a little amusement, too.
Given that Garrett’s half-rigid cock was still lodged in her pussy, there was no off chance about it. He was exactly aware of her very intimate location. Her phone was still in the guest room. She’d ruffled the covers in there with Seth upon her arrival and promptly left all her things behind when Garrett had led her to his lair.
Jessica was turning into a quite a wanton woman in the short time she’d been in Enclave, Montana.
Garrett snatched his phone back. “You found a lead in car-theft case. Great news. Do you need anything right this second?”
“Not this second, but I need Jessica to come to the station sometime today to look at a photo of someone.”
“Fine. I’ll call you back later.” He shut his phone off, dropped it on to the sheets, and kissed her like it would be the last thing he ever did in this life.
She quickly forgot about Duke, his phone call, and pretty much everything except for what Garrett did to her. He wasn’t ready to give up on face-to-face lovemaking. After kissing her to distraction, he brought her to another exuberant climax in the same position as the first time they’d made love. Facing each other, watching each other, kissing every so often as if they might forget what each other’s lips felt like.
“You’re so interesting,” she said staring deeply into his bedroom brown eyes.
“How so?”
“Last night was intense and lust-filled, and today was sweet and romantic.”
“Which do you like better?”
“Oh, I love both. It’s fascinating. Today’s softer love-making was a little bit unexpected after last night.”
Garrett shrugged. “I wanted to see you come. I wanted to watch your face.”
She nodded with a smile. “See? Very romantic.” She caressed his cheek with the palm of her hand. “But you already saw me come.”
His eyes narrowed, then he remembered. “Oh right. Against the door of your hotel room. That was spectacular.”
“And romantic.”
He shrugged, but looked pleased with himself. Kissing her palm once, he said, “I’ll admit that it’s been quite a long time since I was with anyone in this particular position.”
“That means I’m special.”
He laughed and kissed her lips softly. “You are very special to me.”
“I’m glad you saved this…intimacy for me.”
“So am I.”
“Not to be a buzz kill, but what happens next?”
He glanced at the clock. “I told Duke we’d come to the sheriff’s station to look at whatever his lead is in your missing car case. I believe he wants to show you a picture.”
Jessica flashed back to that curiosity. First her room, then her car, then finding out about her storage space back home was starting to weigh down on her. She’d told the storage place people that she’d try to return soon to survey the damage, but she didn’t truly want to go back to Chicago.
For as big a city as it was, she genuinely feared she’d run into Chucky somehow. She did not ever want to see him ever again. Ever!
A stray thought crossed her mind. She remembered the crazed look of fervor he always got when he looked at that stupid stamp collection box as if it held the secrets to the universe.
Maybe he was behind all of her woes. Perhaps he wanted to get his stupid stamp collection back at all costs. Would he go to these lengths? She wasn’t completely certain. But she hoped not.