“Excuse
me, sir. Do you mind if I sit beside you?”
Gavin’s
eardrums hummed at the unexpected sound of that lovely female voice behind him.
He turned around to see who it belonged to. When he laid eyes on the owner of
that voice, his breath suddenly caught in his throat and his pulse took off at
a gallop.
Was this
gorgeous redhead real? Were her eyes really violet-blue like Elizabeth Taylor’s?
And her body…
No
woman had a right to that many curves. She was voluptuous on the top and bottom
with a small waist in between. She had a true hourglass figure.
“N…no,
go right ahead,” Gavin stammered out, wondering if she was a prostitute based
on the way she was dressed. His mind instantly began to expand with
possibilities as his eyes roamed her skimpy orange and white outfit.
Though
most men would be afraid of loose women in this day and age of rampant sexually transmitted
diseases, Gavin wasn’t. His inner wild side, the side that he now suppressed on
a daily basis, craved dangerous situations. He enjoyed living on the edge. It
made life much more interesting and enjoyable for him.
“Thanks.”
She smiled, revealing two rows of healthy gums and straight teeth. She was in no
need of a dentist with teeth that white and bright. “By the way, I’m Ruby,” she
said, easing her scrumptious frame into the matching black and white bar stool
beside his.
“Nice
to meet you, Ruby. I’m Gavin. Dr. Gavin
Sweetwater,” he replied, extending his right hand to her. Would she be overly
impressed with his title like so many others before her? Or would she continue
to treat him like a regular person the way he preferred?
“Nice
to meet you, too, Dr. Sweetwater. Sweetwater, as in the new dentist in
Blue-eyed Hollow?” Ruby said, shaking his hand.
“So
you’ve heard of me?” Gavin suppressed a moan of pleasure at the way her fingertips
tenderly caressed his palm as she slowly released his hand.
“What
resident of Blue-eyed Hollow hasn’t?” Ruby chuckled. “My hometown is so small,
I could throw a rock out of a window and news of where it fell would make it into
the Sunday’s paper.”
Gavin
laughed. “And what do you do in Blue-eyed Hollow, Ruby…?” he paused for her
last name.
“Ruby
Dee Hudson.” She smiled, supplying her full name like a badge of honor. “I’m a
mechanic by day. An aspiring cinematographer by night.”
“That’s
fascinating,” Gavin said, surprised by her lack of rural accent. He was also
surprised by her primary occupation. She was dressed more like a lady of the
night than a mechanic. Plus there wasn’t a speck of grease or grime underneath
her clean fingernails. There were also no rings on any of her fingers.
Maybe she lied about her occupation.
Maybe she’s a hooker after all, Gavin mused. On one hand, he
hoped she was telling the truth. On the other hand, he hoped she wasn’t.
If
Ruby was a ‘respectable’ woman that just liked to dress extra sexy and let her
hair down on occasion, then Gavin was probably going to have to work harder to
get her into his bed tonight. It might even take longer than a month since most
respectable women liked to make a man wait for sex. Problem was, he wasn’t sure
if he could go to sleep another night without gratifying his flesh with female
flesh.
Maybe I should just move on to the next
woman, Gavin contemplated. He had seen a pretty brunette that
caught his eye at the end of the bar. Unfortunately, he didn’t want the next
woman. He wanted this woman - the
fiery redhead!
“So
what brings you to the Blue Ridge mountain area, Dr. Sweetwater?” Ruby asked,
instantly drawing him from his thoughts.
“Please call me Gavin. Dr. Sweetwater is too
formal in this setting,” he said, inwardly deciding to go after her and her
alone. He would consider himself a lucky man to look down into those breathtaking
eyes while plunging endlessly within her depths. The thought of that made him
hot enough to shift in his seat.
“Of
course, Gavin,” Ruby replied, giving him a sensual smile as if she knew exactly
what he was thinking.
He
grinned, loving the sound of his name from her lips. “In answer to your
question, my father is the reason I’m in the area.”
“Your
father?” Her left brow lifted at those words.
“Yes,
he was raised in Blue-eyed Hollow almost to the age of ten. He always dreamed
of coming back here at his retirement. He wanted to spend the rest of his days
looking around at those beautiful blue mountain ridges. He also wanted to help
the community that gave his mother financial assistance for a new life when his
own father died.” Gavin took a deep breath and sighed, releasing the latest
wave of grief he felt. “Unfortunately, Dad got sick with colon cancer a year
before his retirement. On his deathbed, I promised to go to Blue-eyed Hollow in
his stead and make something positive happen.”
As
Gavin talked, he became even more surprised by how comfortable he felt around
Ruby. From the moment he looked into her beautiful eyes, he felt a connection
with her, as if they were kindred spirits. No wonder it was easy to tell her
things he seldom told anyone. Now he wanted to know more about her.
(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier
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