Back at the apartment, he took her inside before unloading the truck. She was sitting just where he'd left her when he brought the last bag in. Lost, broken, hurt, fuck. He sat beside her and pulled her into his lap. "Go ahead and cry, baby." They'd been here before, and though he could have no idea what she was feeling, he knew it wasn't good. She didn't cry, though, just clung to him and sighed about a hundred times while he held her close. With his head on the back of the couch and hers on his chest, he let his mind go to work with what he had to do next. It was obvious that Jen's jealous obsession with her ran too deep for the other woman to leave well enough alone. And last night hadn't shown Kerryanne what was right in front of her face, and he was sure had been there forever, so he was gonna have to come up with another plan. Kerryanne wasn't even thinking she was just numb. She felt like a complete fool for falling apart like this. Was she going to react this way every ti

By the time Kerryanne came up for air the next day, she'd all but forgotten Jen and the baby. It wasn't that she was all the way over her hurt; that was gonna take a while. But after the way Kyle had loved her, the things he'd whispered to her when he was inside her or just holding her afterward, her heart had come a long way from the precipice it had been teetering on in that supermarket line. He'd helped her to see some things in a whole new light, though she still didn't believe his theory that Jen was jealous of her. How could that be? She would've seen it along the way over the years certainly if that were the case, wouldn't she? Or was it like he said, she'd thought so little of herself that she'd been blinded by the false friendship? She'd had to go back in her head to when they were kids when they'd first become friends. They hadn't been close until the first year in high school, that's true. Jen had always run with a different crowd. As she remembered it, it was after she'

He was a ball of fury once he threw her across the bed and tore her shorts down her thighs. She laid there in between sexual heat and stark fear as he tore his shirt off over his head, kicked off his shoes, and lost his jeans. Kyle wasn't in the mood for softness. She'd gone too fucking far this time. He didn't even give her a cursory finger along her slit to test her readiness, just spread her legs, palmed his cock, and drove home. That scream she'd been hiding behind her teeth was finally set free. "You don't want this? Huh? Is that what you're saying to me?" He slammed into her body hard, lifting her back off the bed with the force of his thrusts. The frames on the walls rattled as he plowed into her like a madman. She forgot all about being afraid when her body reacted to his forcefulness by the third or fourth stroke. Talk about small-town morals and ethics. Hers went out the window as she opened her legs wider to accept him. She'd thought the last two days had awaken

Clancy and Lucille had done their job and had even gotten started on their own little celebration. Down at the diner, the two held court with the most important news to hit the little town in decades. Word spread like wildfire, and pretty soon, the news was reaching the right ears. In all fairness, the two elderly people hadn't given much thought to who was going to be put out by the news. They were just happy that two of their favorite young people were finally happy. Clancy couldn't be more pleased if he'd won the lottery. His favorite grandson was moving to town. Something he'd been trying to achieve for way too long was now coming to pass. As if that weren't enough, the boy had gone and landed himself the prettiest girl in town inside and out. He was itching to get on the phone and call his daughter-in-law to gab but figured he'd get to it later. Right now, he had his friends to inform of his good fortune. Pretty soon, there'll be a baby for him to bounce on his knee. He was

He'd created a monster, awakened a sleeping beast. She loved to fuck, and no matter when, where, or how, she was ready for it. A man couldn't ask for more. The closing was in a few hours, and he wasn't sure if it was the excitement of that or what was going on with her, but she'd hounded him for dick three times already. "Babe, we gotta go." They were locked together on the couch, again. The smell of sex was heavy in the air, so he was sure they'd have to clean up again; this would be the second time. "Let's go take a shower, and this time keep your hands to yourself, will ya?" He pulled out and pulled her up from the couch, grinning like a lunatic. She was something his Kerry. Once she'd given herself to him completely, she was like a new person. She bopped around here like her feet didn't touch the ground and those three little words that could turn him into mush fell from her lips more and more often these days. Today he was going to make her even happier, and since he was pre