Chapter 13
That morning I woke up to Richard softly stroking my hair. My head was on his chest and the warm light of the sun was leaking through the tent skin.
I wanted a cigarette, but I promised myself I wouldn't tell him that. Him, Richard, smiling down at me with a shy but unmistakeable lust.
"Was this always the plan?" I whispered.
His mouth twisted into a disbelieving grin. "Are you kidding me? You seduced me!"
Grinning back, I climbed up his chest and straddled him anew. I watched his eyes fall down my chin and neck, to my breasts, my stomach and below. Then I slid my finger underneath his chin and made him meet my eyes again. "No...this was an accident."
His palms caressed my thighs. "Whatever you say, Lindy."
Quicker than I'd have given him credit for, he flipped me so that
