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KIM BALDWIN. Earl Grey rowled loudly when he got pressed between them, and struggled to get free of Erin’s arms
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Earl Grey rowled loudly when he got pressed between them, and struggled to get free of Erin’s arms.
They broke apart, chuckling at the cat. Erin tried to calm him while Gable struggled to focus. She put a hand on the doorway and leaned against it. Her breathing was ragged and she felt unsteady on her feet.
“Your kiss sure packs a punch,” she said.
Erin blushed, but she had a very pleased smile on her face. “Does it? I’d tell you something along the same lines, but I’m F nding it impossible to think coherently at the moment.” She nodded her head toward the bouquet of roses at Gable’s side. “Are those for me?”
Gable held them up, smiling sheepishly. “Sorry, forgot all about them. You turned my brain to mush.”
“Flatterer. Get in here and I’ll F nd something to put them in.”
Gable followed Erin to the kitchen on shaky legs.
“Would you believe I found this in the rubble? It was my grandmother’s.” Erin held up a large crystal vase for her inspection.
“It was buried under a collapsed wall. Not a scratch on it.” She ran her F ngers over the etched surface. “It’s amazing how a tornado can take a whole house and break it apart, and yet spare something so fragile.”
She loosely arranged the f owers in the vase and set it in the sink to F ll with water.
Gable came up behind her and wrapped her arms loosely around her waist. “I just have to touch you,” she said softly, resting her chin on Erin’s shoulder so they were cheek to cheek.
Erin shut off the tap and leaned back into Gable, caressing the arms holding her. “You won’t see me complaining.” She sighed contentedly and they remained like that for a long moment.
Gable inhaled deeply and recognized the clean and slightly f oral aroma she had come to associate with Erin—her shampoo, she realized now, nuzzling her way along Erin’s neck, then lowering her lips to worship the softness of Erin’s cheek.
“Mmm, that’s nice,” Erin hummed, arching her neck to invite more of the same.
“I want this to be perfect for you,” Gable said, before nipping lightly on Erin’s earlobe with her teeth. Her lips moved unhurriedly along the underside of Erin’s jaw and along the silky expanse of neck, planting brief kisses along a winding, invisible path. Her arms drew Erin closer, until their bodies were pressed tightly together. She was
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certain Erin could feel how hard and fast her heart was beating in her chest.
Erin made a whimpering sound that reverberated through Gable.
“What you’re doing is an excellent start.” She took a deep breath and let it out. “Except I’m F nding it hard to stand upright.”
“Perhaps we should lie down, then,” Gable suggested in a seductive whisper.
“Oh, Gable.” Erin turned to face her, and their mouths met hungrily, shyness and nervousness melting away under the F erce heat of their attraction.
Gable’s tongue explored the warmth of Erin’s mouth while her hands sought naked f esh. Her F ngers stole beneath the bottom edge of Erin’s T-shirt and found the soft skin of her lower back. As her hands began exploring, dipping into the waistband of Erin’s jeans to tease and arouse, Erin’s hands grew bolder too, entwining in Gable’s hair at the back of her neck and pulling their mouths tighter together, deepening the kiss.
The sudden blare of an emergency radio drowned out the pounding of her heart, and acted like a shock of cold water on her overheated body. Their lips broke apart, but she and Erin remained knit tightly together.
“Oh God, not now!” Erin grumbled, slumping against her chest.
She was breathing hard, and so was Gable.
“Damn!” Gable agreed, as she struggled to regain her equilibrium.
“McCoy from dispatch. Respond, tree on power line. 48 Gilmore Street.”
“A tree?” Gable moaned, throwing her head back in anguish.
“They’re pulling me away from you for a tree?” She gave a great sob as she reached for the radio on her belt, and Erin chuckled and hugged her in commiseration.
“I should go too,” Erin said, grappling for her own radio. “Why hasn’t mine gone off?”
“They won’t call you. Not if they think you’re sick. Not for something like this.”
“Crap,” Erin muttered.
They headed to Gable’s Jeep.
“Look, I’ll call you from my cell if we really need you,” Gable said, reaching for the door handle.
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