Free Summer's Indiscretion by Heather Rainier Page A

wooded lot next door.”
    Kemp groaned, sounding sad. “That’s where I picked them. Honey, I’m so sorry. Are you having symptoms?”
    She moaned at a rather painful twinge in her pussy and said, “ Oh , you could say that.”
    “How bad?”
    “It’s everywhere you touched me.”
    “Everywhere?” She could hear the regret resounding in every syllable of the word.
    “Yup. I’m especially sensitive. I’ve had it before. I’m going to see Dr. Guthrie tomorrow for a steroid shot.”
    “Is there anything I can do?”
    “No. Just make sure you don’t touch yourself before you’ve had a really hot shower to get all the oil from the plants off of your hands.” At his low groan she cringed. “Did you already…”
    With an embarrassed-sounding chuckle Kemp said, “I was in the shower as soon as I got home.”
    “Maybe it won’t be too bad. Do you itch at all?”
    “No.”
    “It can take several hours before the itch starts. Do you have calamine lotion, just in case?”
    “Yes, I found some. Will I see you tomorrow?”
    “Kemp, if this is anything like last time, you may not want to see me.”
    She didn’t want him to see her with swollen eyes and lips like Daisy Duck’s beak, not to mention what was going to happen to her “hoo-hoo.” She’d be lucky if she could walk by tomorrow.
    “I’m so sorry, darlin’. I had the best intentions.”
    “I know you did, and I still love my bouquet. I saved it but threw out all the poison oak. I know it seems vain, but I don’t really want anyone to see me when I’m all swelled up, blistered, and rashy. I hope you don’t get a rash.”
    “It would serve me right if I did. If I get one, can I come over and we can be miserable together?” The things his sexy voice does to me.
    “You won’t want to be around me when I’m like that, Kemp.” If he continued using that cajoling, sexy tone she knew she’d give in to him, but he let it rest for the time being.
    “Okay, darlin’. Sleep well.”
    What a pathetic way to end the day. She called Grace and asked her to let everyone know. After turning off the DVR, she went to bed, hoping to get some sleep before the pain and itching from the rash really got their groove on.
    Her phone chirped on her bedside table right after she turned off the lamp. She smiled as she checked the text message. It was from Ace.
    “Kemp told me what happened, kitten. Are you hurting?”
    “Not yet. I’m worried about tonight, though.”
    “He said you’re really allergic.”
    “I am.”
    “You know if you need anything, either of us will be there for you.”
    “I would be very embarrassed to be seen, looking like that.”
    “We would understand.”
    “I know you would. But we’re still new to each other and I don’t want to mess it up. I’ll be fine, I promise.”
    “So I guess phone sex is out of the question?”
    Summer burst out in giggles and replied , “Men! Is that all you think about?”
    “Phone sex, text sex, real sex. Pretty much. You know I’m teasing, right?”
    “Of course. Thank you for checking on me.”
    “You’re welcome. Despite what you’re going through now, I enjoyed this evening with you. You’re beautiful when you come.”
    Heat blossomed in her cheeks . “Thank you, handsome.”
    “Wish I could kiss you good night, kitten”
    They wished each other good night, and she laid her phone aside, wishing that he and Kemp were with her right now. They’d both been so understanding, and it made her want them more.
     

Chapter Six
    Kemp resisted scratching for the hundredth time Monday morning as he and Ace scoured the woods beside the boutique, searching for a trail or any sign of a person using the woods to get close to the shop. Rachel had told them Maya had seen the man who’d set the back porch on fire a few weeks before, and Kemp believed it was the same man who had broken in yesterday. His disappearing act led them and the authorities to believe that he was using the woods as a means for a