Free Desire Unleashed by Layne Macadam Page B

me ravenous, how about we grab a bite to eat before heading home? There’s a little café on the promenade that makes great burgers.”
    “That works for me,” Liz agreed.
    The sand scrunched beneath their feet as they picked their way back up the beach. Kathy was still avoiding his eyes. She’d been doing that since their encounter in the surf, so he confronted her head on. “How about you Kathy, are you up for it?” He wondered whether she’d get his underlying message. It wasn’t just food he was ravenous for. When her head shot up and she spoke, he had his answer loud and clear.
    “I’m ravenous too.”
    Yep, she wanted him.
    By the time they’d finished lunch and headed for the pickup the rain that had been forecast seemed imminent. Blackness rolled in over the horizon and thickened the low hanging clouds over head. Ice stored their gear in the back, jogged around to the driver’s door, and slid behind the wheel.
    The women were already buckled in, Kathy once again in the middle. It was a snug fit—their thighs touched. It was as if a lightning bolt from the approaching storm had dropped from the sky and coursed through his body. It was becoming a familiar sensation.
    She was watching him, but he didn’t dare take his eyes from the road for fear of losing control, not of the vehicle, but of himself. She had that kind of effect on him. He was still reeling from what nearly happened in the surf. Hell, he might have fucked her then and there if Liz hadn’t intervened. It wasn’t like him. He wasn’t an exhibitionist, he preferred his sex in private, but with her, it would be anytime, anyplace. It was a perplexing revelation.
    By the time they reached home, it was late afternoon. The sky was turbulent, but by some miracle, the rain still held off.
    “Thanks for a great day, and Shane, I truly am sorry about all the kerfuffle with Cindy, but on the bright side, it did give us the opportunity to meet. Anyway, if you’re free anytime I’m in town we should catch up,” Liz suggested as they reached Kathy’s apartment.
    “I’ll look forward to it Red, and speaking of Cindy, I forgot to tell you I have someone in mind who might take her, I’ll let Kathy know.”
    “That’s awesome.”
    “So what time’s your flight?” he asked.
    “It’s not till six forty, but I thought I’d book a cab for four thirty. I’d rather be early than risk missing the flight, and that way I can grab a bite at the airport.”
    “Forget the cab, I’ll drive you.” Sure, he had ulterior motives, but even if he hadn’t, he would have driven her to the airport anyway. Kathy was an added bonus.
    “That’s very kind of you but not necessary.”
    “It’s my pleasure, Red. I’d just be home watching the box anyway. I’ll knock at about four thirty. I’m sure Kathy, would like to see you off as well.”
    “Yes, I would.”
    “Well, that settles it then. See you girls in an hour.”
    *
    Smooth, Liz thought, very smooth. She followed her friend into the apartment in one heck of a dilemma. She’d picked up earlier on the vibes between the other two and prayed Kathy knew what she was getting herself into. Shane had the look of a jungle cat ready to pounce with Kathy the willing victim. So she was torn between advising Kathy against it and saying nothing. On the one hand, it would do her good to have a diversion, but was she ready for someone like Shane Jackson? He was virile; she’d seen his erection in the surf. Was he too much man for Kathy? She was so old-fashioned and such an innocent. Would she appreciate her concern, or would she tell her to mind her own business? It was a tough call.
    Once inside she stalled her decision, opting for the first shower instead. By the time she’d finished, her mind was made up. Dried and dressed, Liz seized the bull by the horns and went in search of her friend.
    *
    Kathy had been pensive since the incident in the water. What had Shane meant when he said she was killing him? She’d