Free Rory by Vanessa Devereaux Page B

come. He stopped thrusting, held
her, and kissed her shoulder.
    “Honey, why didn’t you tell me
you’d never had sex before?” He pulled out of her, and she turned around.
    “Because knowing you, you
wouldn’t have done it with me.”
    He ran his hand down the edge of
her face. “That wouldn’t have been true, but I would have made it more special,
not doggy style like this.”
    “But you liked it right?”
    “I loved it.”
    He leaned over and kissed her.
    “Just means you owe me an orgasm,”
she said.
    He laughed, put his hand under
her chin and pulled it up so he could kiss her again.
    “I think you should go and get
cleaned up and then we both need to get some sleep because we have to be up
early to get to Missoula by ten.”
    “Are we going to sleep in the
same bed now that we’ve done the deed?”
    “I said we both needed sleep.
With you beside me, that’s not going to happen.”
    ****
    Rory didn’t regret what happened
between him and Cass, but he only wished he’d known that it was her first time.
He’d never been with a virgin before. Yeah, it had been quite the experience
but then just being inside Cass would have been special.
    He helped her into the truck. The
sun was just coming up over the horizon, and he’d hazard a guess that it was
going to be a beautiful Big Sky day. He closed the passenger door, walked
around to the driver’s side, and got in.
    “Hopefully, my leg will be healed
enough to have this damn thing removed today,” said Cass as they headed onto
the main road. They waved to Flynn who was riding his horse in the pasture. He
lifted his hat and waved it at them.
    Rory wanted her leg to get better,
but at the same time he hoped it would be a slow road to complete recovery.
That she’d stay just a little dependent upon, and by the time she was ready to
go back to Tacoma, she wouldn’t want to.
    “Have I told you thanks for
everything you’ve done so far?” she asked him.
    He turned to look at her. “You
never have to thank me. It’s what the Malones do for
one another.”
    “But I’m not a Malone.”
    “You were going to be, and that’s
what counts.”
    And
the reason I should feel even guiltier about doing what I did last night.
    Would he keep it a secret from
his brothers? Would Cass say anything to Lacey or Natalie?
    He pulled his shirt away from his
Adam’s apple. It suddenly felt tight, and the truck super-hot.
    He cranked open the window a tad
and then took a sly glance at Cass. Neither of them had said anything about
last night. Was she regretting it and hence the reason for her silence?
    “Is it okay if I turn on the
radio?” she asked.
    She’d always loved music. He
remembered Ryan buying her CDs for her birthday.
    “Sure.”
    Cass leaned over and pressed the
button. It was set to his favorite station. A little music and a lot of talk
about local issues, beef prices…
    “No way,” she said switching
stations quickly to one playing a song he’d never heard before, but Cass knew
every single word and moved in her seat in time to the music.
    Was it because of their age
difference? Or was he just not into all the new tunes?
    Another song came on. “Oh, I love
this one,” she said cranking up the volume.
    He laughed as she moved to the
left and then to the right and clicked her fingers in perfect time.
    “Just think when you have your
cast removed you’ll be able to dance again,” he said.
    “Let’s go dancing at Bill’s Bar.”
    Rory hadn’t danced there for
years. When he was about Cass’s age he was there every week, beer in hand,
picking up some local girl and dancing the night away with her. There had been
a lot of women, but strangely no one he’d ever wanted to really settle down
with. Had he been too picky or was he waiting for someone like Cass?
    “You know what else we’ll be able
to do when the cast comes off?” she asked.
    “Do yoga every morning with me?”
    She looked at him. He could see
puzzlement on her face not sure if he