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neck. “Let me help you. I promise I won’t bite.”
    “Quit saying stuff like that to me.” She felt the zipper go down, and his hands caressed her hips.
    “Nice panties.” His hands began to move up the back of her blouse. She jumped away from him and nearly stumbled out of his reach. He crunched his eyebrows up at her, but she had to move before he saw the scars on her back. Although they were faded, they were still very noticeable.
    She clutched her skirt and her blouse against her body.
    “Please leave.”
    He stared at her as if he were trying to read her mind. It gave her such an uneasy feeling. She wasn’t a trusting person. She feared that her past would always haunt her and her cousins. She just wanted to work and be left alone. Why was she even allowing him or BJ to get so far with her? Why did she let them kiss her? They were an indulgence she couldn’t afford.
    “I’ll wait right outside your door, so if you need me, I’ll be there.”
    “You should wait downstairs in the living room.”
    “Why, when your room is huge, like your own apartment?”
    He was right. Each of their rooms was like a small apartment, and years ago they were cottages. They decided to merge the multiple cottages and make it one huge house, but they still had a wing to themselves. When Alexa and Sally came, they would have their own places behind Susanna’s.
    He seemed to get her drift, but he still wasn’t budging. Then she heard his cell phone go off as he closed the door.
    As quickly as she could, she undressed and threw on a pair of shorts, a tank top, then a T-shirt so she wasn’t showing off too much skin.
    She looked in the mirror and was amazed at how red her cheeks were and how great her coloring looked. Monte did that to her. His soft caresses and his whispered words against her skin made her wanton and needy.
    She didn’t want to go downstairs. She didn’t want to face the temptation.
    Why can’t he just leave me alone?
     
    * * * *
     
    BJ texted Monte to find out how Susanna was doing and to see where she was. He pulled down the side street to the old Landbergh estate her and her friends had purchased a year ago. He parked the sheriff’s truck by the front gate and headed up the stairs. Monte opened the front door and looked upset.
    “What’s going on? Is she feeling okay?” BJ asked.
    “She’s not letting on to the pain she’s in.” Monte turned away to walk into the living room. He appeared distracted.
    “What’s up?” BJ asked, tilting his chin up toward his brother.
    “I was trying to help her get undressed,” Monte began to say, and BJ raised his eyebrows at him as he rested his hand on the handle of his revolver and the other rested on his belt.
    “She is in pain and couldn’t unzip her skirt, so I helped her.”
    BJ listened and knew there was more to this story.
    “I touched her hips, and she froze in place. Then as I began to move up her shirt to feel her skin, she pulled away in fear. She practically fell over.”
    “What? Like she was really scared that you would hurt her or go too far?”
    Monte shook his head and looked up toward the staircase. He heard the bedroom door open.
    “I’m not sure. There was a definite fear in her eyes, and she covered herself tight. I got a bad feeling in my gut and her actions don’t sit right with me at all.”
    “Maybe she’s just not as experienced. I kissed her yesterday and then today you kissed her. We’re making our desires known to her as we discussed. It’s a different kind of relationship, one she’s not used to, and we need to be patient.”
    Monte nodded his head, but BJ had the feeling that his brother wasn’t satisfied with that. He was worried.
    BJ turned toward the staircase when he saw Susanna. The moment they locked gazes she stopped walking.
    He smiled then took off his hat.
    “How ya doing, honey?” he asked her, and she lowered her eyes then continued to walk toward him and his brother.
    Monte crossed his arms in front