Thunder In Her Body by C. B. Stanton Read Free Book Online Page B

chance – mercifully given the chance – he prayed that the time would come.  Lynette clung to him hot and perspiring herself.  Flows of moisture would welcome him if she could have what she wanted right then, right there.
     
    As the record ended, Blaze hesitated to let her go.  “Tomorrow,” he whispered with his lips moist, moving on her ear with each syllable.
    “Let’s do something together tomorrow.”
    Lynette looked up at him with an accepting gaze.  She looked into his eyes.  They seemed dark, almost pained.   She held the gaze there, then she looked at his lips.  He watched her taking in the sight of his mouth.  She was hungry for that mouth.  And he knew it.  She looked back up into his eyes and smiled softly.
    “Yes,” she replied in a controlled whisper, and that reply answered all the uncertainties of the night.  It offered all of the possibilities for the tomorrow.  She squeezed his hand.  Then she was the one to lead him off the dance floor, obscuring his condition from the small, watchful crowd.
     
    They both tried to act nonchalant when they got back to the table, but there was nervousness in their demeanor.  Lynette’s legs were shaking.  Aaron spoke up in what they came to realize was his determined voice.  It was obvious he liked Clare.  They seemed to have a lot in common.  She was obviously taken by his wit and charm.   Because her face was so flushed, Lynette was grateful for the subdued light in the club, but they could all tell that she liked Blaze.  And the way he stood momentarily behind her chair, with his hands laying gently on her shoulders, made it clear that the feeling was mutual.  These advances, these were not part of a pick-up routine on the part of either Blaze or Lynette.  There was something happening between them, and they both knew it.  Everyone knew it.
    “Brunch tomorrow out to our place,” he insisted, “and I won’t take no for an answer,” Aaron said emphatically.
    “Blaze…?” his inflection was a question.
    “Works for me,” Blaze responded as he eased down into his chair, sliding his thigh along Lynette’s in a way that the others could not see. She raised the heel of her shoe off the floor in response, which caused her thigh to move upward and then downward twice, three times against the side of his.  They exchanged the messages of the body for which there was no mistaking.  Lynette was aware of how warm she felt.  Was it the heat from Blaze’s body or just hers?  It didn’t matter.  This was more like a hot flash, which she had been mercifully spared because her doctor put her on a tiny pink pill that prevented that damnable plague of women who were nearing early peri-menopause.  So if it wasn’t a hot flash, which it wasn’t, why was she so warm?  She allowed that invisible force we all possess to reach out toward Blaze, like a thermometer, testing the temperature, and she felt the same heat exuding from him.
    “We’ll pick you up at the condo about what time?” Aaron asked looking first at Clare then at Lynette.
    “Eleven-ish,” Clare replied unsure.
    “That’s not early enough.  I know you ladies need your rest,” Aaron said.  “We don’t want to waste too much of the day though.  Want to show you all around the ranch,” he insisted. “It’ll take a little bit to get out there.”
    “How about 10 o’clock?” Clare countered.
    “That’ll work,” Blaze answered, looking at Lynette as he nodded his head.
     
    The men walked the ladies to their car.  Aaron, being the gentleman that he was, reached out and kissed Clare’s hand.
    “I had a great evening, Clare,” he said.  “You’re a really sweet lady.  I’m sure glad the restaurant was so packed or we’d a missed an opportunity of a lifetime.”  He kissed her hand again and opened the car door for her.
    “Good night y’all,” he said.  “Cain’t wait till tomorrow.”
     
    Lynette tried to keep it light as Blaze walked her around