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  They stilled. Brit was horrified, knowing she’d been the one to scream. Her face flamed. She’d never screamed during sex in her life. Her throat actually hurt. She continued to pant, bent over his bed, with River’s cock still buried inside her pussy. His arm remained locked around her waist, his motionless fingers still pressed against her clit. She could feel wetness down both her thighs from her release.

  River chuckled. “If I let you go, are you going to run this time?”

  “Shit. I screamed. Will your neighbors call the cops, thinking I’m being killed?”

  That’s the last thing she needed. The idea of the cops showing up and having to explain what had happened between them had Brit flinching inside. She’d die of embarrassment.

  “Have you seen my neighbors?” He laughed. “The guy next door has enough weed in his place that he’s living outdoors. The woman on the other side is a hooker. She’s got men in and out all the time. Some of them like to spank her and make her scream out weird shit unless she’s really screwing guys with the biggest dicks ever. Nobody is going to care if we get a little loud.”

  Relief swamped Brit that the cops wouldn’t come. She didn’t think much of his neighbors though. It was a good thing he had criminals living on each side of him under the circumstances.

  “Are we going to stay this way all day?” She opened her eyes, staring at the old mattress, seeing that he needed a new one. She used one hand to shove her breasts back in her bra and tugged up the front of her shirt to cover them.

  “Are you going to run? I happen to love fucking you. I’d like to do it again and again. What else are you doing today that sounds better than that?”

  She silently cursed. “I won’t run. Will you let me up now?”

  He slowly withdrew from her body. She straightened, turning to stare at River Wind. The guy amazed her in bed. She’d never had a man make her feel the way he did. Hell, I’ve never had a guy make me come the way he just did, she thought. Their gazes met and held.

  “You’re staying, right?”

  She nodded. “Sure.”

  He grinned. “Let’s shower.”

  “Go ahead. I have to call and make some excuses to other patients.”

  “I am going to fuck you in the bathroom up against the wall.”

  She watched him bend over to grab up a condom from where they had spilled on the mattress after he’d torn open the box. She smiled. “Sounds fun.”

  He winked. “I’ll wash your back if you wash mine.”

  “I’ll be right there.”

  He turned and strutted naked out of the tiny bedroom the few feet to the bathroom. “I have to close the door or the water will hit the hallway. Just squeeze in when you’re done with your calls and you’re ready to join me.” His sexy gaze met hers, a grin on his lips. “Hurry.”

  She kept the smile in place. “I’ll be right there.”

  He walked into the bathroom and firmly closed the door. She heard water a second later. Brit yanked up her jeans and zipped them with shaking hands. She bent, grabbed her bag, and made a run for it.

  She got to her car, slid behind the wheel and just tossed her bag on the passenger seat. Her hands shook as she shoved the key into the ignition. Her focus locked on the old trailer but River never came after her. She imagined him in the shower still waiting for his fuck of the day to come play.

  She backed away and didn’t relax until she hit the highway.

  “What the hell did I do?”

  She groaned. If Dale ever found out he’d fire her and she needed her job. He’d ordered her to get his friend up and about. She’d definitely gotten him “up” all right but she knew that was not exactly what the boss had in mind when he’d given her that order.

  Chapter Three

  Brit stared at her boss Dale, alarmed. “What?”

  He frowned at her. “You heard me. Explain yourself now.”

  “I…” She panicked inside. He’d called her into the office first thing in the morning in a glowering mood, slammed the door behind him, and had nearly broken his chair when he’d slumped down into it hard, glaring at her.

  “Damn it, Brit. I really put my neck out giving you a job and you damn well know it. The least you could have done was give me a warning.”

  Warn him? Shit. That double-crossing son of a bitch River Wind must have bragged to his friend that he’d seduced her yesterday. She knew it had been a bad idea, having sex with that saddle tramp. Heat flushed her features and she threaded her fingers together in her lap as she stared at the very irate Dale. She swallowed hard, trying to think up a way to explain why she’d fucked River.

  “I…” No words came to her.

  “His parole officer called me this morning to give me a warning. You should have just told me, damn it.”

  “Parole officer?” Shock tore through her. River is on parole? Oh dear God, she thought, what did he go to prison for?

  “Yeah. They are releasing Kyle tomorrow.”

  Her heart nearly stopped inside her chest as terror gripped her, all thought of River Wind gone. This is about Kyle. She felt the blood drain from her face and softly whimpered. Dizziness weaved through her for an instant, threatening to make her pass out.

  Dale stared at her and then cursed. “You didn’t know?” His tone softened. “Well, shit. They didn’t tell you? I thought they called you to warn you and you didn’t see fit to tell me. He’s getting out tomorrow. They are releasing him early for good behavior or some such shit.”

  “Oh God.”

  Dale shifted in his chair. “It’s going to be all right, Brit. We’ll handle this.”

  She shook her head as she stared at him. “I quit. This isn’t your problem. I’m so sorry to leave you on short notice but—”

  “Like hell,” he snarled. “I took you on knowing the risks. I made a few calls while I waited for you to come in. I got you a new job that will last you a good month and it’s on a ranch so he won’t find you. I’m not telling anyone where you’re going and I’m not going to leave a paper trail so if he breaks into my office he won’t be able to find out a thing.”

  Shock slammed through her as she just stared at him.

  “I take care of my own,” Dale told her softly. “We both know that bastard isn’t going to last long on the outside and he’ll do something stupid to fuck up his parole. I’d give it less than a month before he’s back in prison so that’s the plan. You’re going to go to your apartment, pack a bag and…” He opened his drawer, reached in, and pulled out a piece of paper. “Go to this address but leave your cell phone in your apartment. These are old friends of mine and I have the home phone number there. Don’t tell anyone where you’re going and make sure you don’t leave behind that paper or write it down anywhere.”

  Brit blinked back tears as she stared at her boss. “Why are you doing this for me?”

  He took a deep breath. “Because I had a daughter once, you remind me of her, and nobody saved her when she needed it.” He looked a little teary-eyed as he cleared his throat. “She got involved with the wrong crowd and I didn’t know it because she lived with her mother out in Washington State. The police called to tell me she’d been killed by her abusive boyfriend. Now get your ass up, go pack your shit, and lose your cell.” He stood and reached for his back pocket, pulling out his wallet. “Here’s your pay for the next month so you have cash.”

  She was astounded. It took her a long minute to straighten on shaky legs as Dale shoved a wad of cash at her. His intense gaze locked with hers. “Remember, leave your cell phone, don’t call anyone from the ranch, and whatever you do, don’t use anything that can be traced back to you, like a bank card.”

  “I know the drill.” She took the cash, not even checking the amount. “Thank you, Dale. I owe you.”

  “Survive this asshole and when he’s locked up again just return to work for me. No more running away, okay? Strangers don’t give a damn about you but I consider you one of mine and that means I watch out for you, lit