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it down her body. Dragging the canvas sheet out from underneath, she
let it fall to the concrete floor.
What about my& um, underwear? she murmured as a wave of heat
rushed up over her face.
Think you ll have to go without, Seth said with a grin at his mate. I
wouldn t recommend you put these on.
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He held up his hand and a pair of red satin panties dangled from his
forefinger. Beth-Ann reached for them, then pulled back. Her nose
wrinkled in disgust. Her underwear was soaked, the smell of petrol
pungent.
One guess where they were, Seth said.
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Alexis Fleming
Rats, another night without panties. She glanced at Riley, a half grin
on her face. It was ridiculous to find herself in this situation. In one part
of her mind, she knew it was a release from all the tension of the last half
hour or so, but all of a sudden, she wanted to burst into laughter.
Shit, I m going to have to staple your panties to you in the future to
keep them on you, Riley said. Never known a girl who could lose her
underwear so often.
There was an instant of silence before Riley opened his eyes wide as if
he d only just realized how that sounded. Seth gulped audibly, coughed
to clear his throat and then gave up and dissolved into a raucous bout of
laughter. Beth-Ann started to chuckle and Riley joined in, the laughter
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cleansing after the tense scene with Jason.
When he finally had himself under control, Riley hugged Beth-Ann to
him. Let s go over to the office. I can t stand the smell of gas any longer.
He reached across and tried to grab the soaked panties from Seth. I ll
take those, thanks. Don t think I like the idea of my best mate having a
pair of my girl s panties. Not kosher, old boy.
Seth held them away from him. Sorry, old chum. Evidence, don t you
know?
He chuckled as he walked up the hallway. When Riley prompted her,
Beth-Ann, with a silent command to her feet to move, shuffled along
beside him like an old woman.
She blinked as she stepped outside. The floodlights were on and it
was like emerging into daylight. She couldn t even hazard a guess as to
what the time was. All she knew was that she felt unbearably tired. Not
surprising, really, given what had gone on.
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Riley sat in the large executive chair, Beth-Ann wrapped in a blanket
and cuddled on his lap. He propped his booted feet on the edge of the
desk, settled back and gathered her close.
Now that all the hoopla had finished, and Seth and the boys in blue
had gone, he had time to think. Earlier thoughts crystallized in his mind.
I could have lost her.
The image of Beth-Ann with Jason s arm wrapped around her neck
wouldn t leave him. One false slip, one slight movement of Jason s hand
and boom a blazing inferno and no Beth-Ann. He may as well have
thrown himself into the mix because without her, his life would be
meaningless.
Yeah, all right, very melodramatic, Riley.
He shook his head. Too bad. It was the way he felt.
After a fierce hug for the little sprite on his lap, he moved her back
and tilted her so he could look into her face. She d regained her color and
the tremors had stopped. Now she looked tired out, with bruised
shadows under her eyes. She gave a big yawn and freed her hand from a
fold of blanket to cover her mouth.
Sorry. It s been a long night.
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Darlin , that is an understatement. This has been the worst and
the best night of my life.
Beth-Ann frowned. Okay, she could understand the worst, but the
rest was just plain confusing. She stared at Riley, trying to read his
mind.
He d treated her like a porcelain doll since they d entered the office.
Hot coffee, a warm blanket and lots of hugs. He d run interference when
Seth had questioned her. In fact, he d looked after her every need, but
she was over the shock now. A little tired, but that was all. It was time to
take control of her life again.
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Alexis Fleming
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it down her body. Dragging the canvas sheet out from underneath, she
let it fall to the concrete floor.
What about my& um, underwear? she murmured as a wave of heat
rushed up over her face.
Think you ll have to go without, Seth said with a grin at his mate. I
wouldn t recommend you put these on.
Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
He held up his hand and a pair of red satin panties dangled from his
forefinger. Beth-Ann reached for them, then pulled back. Her nose
wrinkled in disgust. Her underwear was soaked, the smell of petrol
pungent.
One guess where they were, Seth said.
-221-
Alexis Fleming
Rats, another night without panties. She glanced at Riley, a half grin
on her face. It was ridiculous to find herself in this situation. In one part
of her mind, she knew it was a release from all the tension of the last half
hour or so, but all of a sudden, she wanted to burst into laughter.
Shit, I m going to have to staple your panties to you in the future to
keep them on you, Riley said. Never known a girl who could lose her
underwear so often.
There was an instant of silence before Riley opened his eyes wide as if
he d only just realized how that sounded. Seth gulped audibly, coughed
to clear his throat and then gave up and dissolved into a raucous bout of
laughter. Beth-Ann started to chuckle and Riley joined in, the laughter
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cleansing after the tense scene with Jason.
When he finally had himself under control, Riley hugged Beth-Ann to
him. Let s go over to the office. I can t stand the smell of gas any longer.
He reached across and tried to grab the soaked panties from Seth. I ll
take those, thanks. Don t think I like the idea of my best mate having a
pair of my girl s panties. Not kosher, old boy.
Seth held them away from him. Sorry, old chum. Evidence, don t you
know?
He chuckled as he walked up the hallway. When Riley prompted her,
Beth-Ann, with a silent command to her feet to move, shuffled along
beside him like an old woman.
She blinked as she stepped outside. The floodlights were on and it
was like emerging into daylight. She couldn t even hazard a guess as to
what the time was. All she knew was that she felt unbearably tired. Not
surprising, really, given what had gone on.
-222-
A Handyman s Best Tool
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Riley sat in the large executive chair, Beth-Ann wrapped in a blanket
and cuddled on his lap. He propped his booted feet on the edge of the
desk, settled back and gathered her close.
Now that all the hoopla had finished, and Seth and the boys in blue
had gone, he had time to think. Earlier thoughts crystallized in his mind.
I could have lost her.
The image of Beth-Ann with Jason s arm wrapped around her neck
wouldn t leave him. One false slip, one slight movement of Jason s hand
and boom a blazing inferno and no Beth-Ann. He may as well have
thrown himself into the mix because without her, his life would be
meaningless.
Yeah, all right, very melodramatic, Riley.
He shook his head. Too bad. It was the way he felt.
After a fierce hug for the little sprite on his lap, he moved her back
and tilted her so he could look into her face. She d regained her color and
the tremors had stopped. Now she looked tired out, with bruised
shadows under her eyes. She gave a big yawn and freed her hand from a
fold of blanket to cover her mouth.
Sorry. It s been a long night.
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Darlin , that is an understatement. This has been the worst and
the best night of my life.
Beth-Ann frowned. Okay, she could understand the worst, but the
rest was just plain confusing. She stared at Riley, trying to read his
mind.
He d treated her like a porcelain doll since they d entered the office.
Hot coffee, a warm blanket and lots of hugs. He d run interference when
Seth had questioned her. In fact, he d looked after her every need, but
she was over the shock now. A little tired, but that was all. It was time to
take control of her life again.
-223-
Alexis Fleming
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