“Uh-huh. No, he isn’t. You’re wrong.” She swallowed tightly. “It’s not his fault I can’t handle him. He’s wild and free and needs to run. I can’t hang on to him long enough. I don’t have the strength or the knowledge.” She closed her eyes and then opened them again to Kane’s.
With a stiff upper lip, she continued with her dramatic monologue. “It was fun while it lasted. I felt wild and free, just like he did but I can’t keep up with him and I know it. He has too much power and when I’m on him, he takes total control, and the control I’m forced to give him could destroy me. I realize it now.”
“Are we still talking about Braden’s horse or him?” Evan waggled his finger at Kane.
“Both.” She closed her eyes and fell into a restless sleep.
When she woke up a few hours later, everything was a blur. Now, she enjoyed the comforts of home, those found in her own deluxe bedding.
“Doc Davis said you didn’t have broken bones. Your tests were good too. He said he’d check in with us on his way home tonight.”
Evan stretched out on the bed. “My job is to make sure you stay put. You won’t get hurt here in bed.” He smiled as he kissed her forehead.
“I don’t know, Evan, with what you’ve got in your pants, I might.”
“Peyton, don’t start. You’ve had enough fun for one day. I’d like nothing more than to spank your pretty little behind but the fact is you’re on too much pain medicine. You won’t remember it, and I want you to know whose bed you’re in when I take you to mine.” He added with a wink, “Besides, when I paddle your ass, I want you to feel the burn all the way to your pussy.”
“Threats and promises. Should I shake and shiver or just yank my pants down and bend over?”
“That’s enough, cowgirl,” he playfully warned.
“Nope, not yet but it will be. You’ll see.”
“Not if I keep my pants on, sweetheart.”
“You won’t. I promise.” She sighed, curled up in his arms, and went right back to sleep.
When Peyton woke up again, she felt pretty good. She rolled over to the left and then to the right. Suddenly, she changed her mind. She felt far from splendid.
She felt like a horse threw her, a car ran over her, and a train used her body for tracks. She pretty much decided her body was bruised from head to toe. It didn’t matter. The pain disintegrated with a naughty memory. The damp area in between her thighs reminded her instantly of a wet dream she had-it was sexual all the way around. All in all, she’d never felt better, at least while she relived her fantasy.
“Smiling, I see?” Doctor Davis interrupted her daydreams as he walked into the room. “How’s that thick head?”
“Hard.”
“Hmmm…lucky for me and you. I might get a little pissed if I was in surgery on a Saturday.”
“I don’t blame you, neighbor,” she chirped. “I’m pissed at me too.”
He pulled out a few metal instruments and poked around on her body. He looked into her eyes with a bright light and then sat down next to her.
“You look better. Are you feeling okay, all things considered?”
“Never felt better,” she said. She wasn’t one to complain anyway.
Doctor Davis took a deep breath and let his words tumble out as he exhaled. “Peyton, I read your chart before we conducted a full examination. I think there’s something I need to talk to you about.”
Kane walked in and sat down in the rocking chair. He acted like he had a right to be there.
“Kane, can you give us a minute?” Doc Davis asked.
“Kane, the doctor wants to talk to me about something private,” she smugly advised.
Without missing a beat, Kane strolled across the room, shut the bedroom door, took a few strides back to his chair and sat down again.
The doc patted her arm. “We can talk about this later.”
“I overheard your nurses.” Kane’s face remained tense, just like it had been at the hospital and his eyes were cold with determination. “And you’re probably going to suggest birth control. I think it’s a good idea.”
“Why you…” Peyton sat up on her elbows and glared at him. “You have some nerve acting like you know what he’s going to talk to me about.”
“Doc?” Kane ignored her.
He took a deep breath. “Peyton, I don’t have to say anything you don’t want me to say in front of him.”
“Then zip it. Get out, Kane.” As if her arm was on auto-sling, she pointed toward the door.
“Nope, can’t do it.” He went to the window. “I heard your nurses discussing her chart. They said something about the last physical she had was six months ago. Evidently, uh, they noticed about her uh…and uh…well, six months ago she was a virgin. The reason she’s not now is because of-”
“Get…out.”
“No.” He turned back to the doctor and let it rip. His cold eyes lit up with a little amusement, and his jaw set with more determination than she’d ever witnessed before. “She’s mad at me right now. She’ll get over it, I imagine. She’s not a virgin because of me, and since she’s damn sure going to be back in my bed the second she’s able, I’d say she needs to be on some kind of pill or maybe a shot or something.”
“You’ve got some nerve, Kane Cartwell.” She seethed and her breathing pattern proved it. One minute she was breathing in and out of her nose, and then next she was huffing and puffing for air, gulping at it anyway she could get it.
“Tell you what.” The doctor looked like he just didn’t want in this particular discussion. “You two work out your differences and Monday, why don’t you stop by and see me, Peyton?”
“I don’t need birth control.”
“She’ll be there,” Kane said.
“I’ll call you,” she said. “Thank you for stopping by to see me.”
“Don’t mention it.” He placed his hand on hers and then pulled out a small business card. “Here’s my card, I’ll leave it on the nightstand here. If you have any problems, dizziness, blurred vision, that sort of thing, call me and I’ll come right over.”
“Thank you, I will.” She tried to act gracious, but right now it teetered along with the impossible. She wanted to kill one arrogant man.
“Walk him to the door, Kane, and show him out.”
“Sure, babe.” He glanced back at her and winked before they started for the stairs.
Oh no! He did not call her ‘babe’ in front of their doctor.
She whirled a pillow at the door and barely missed Evan and Braden. “Whoa, now, what’s wrong?”
“I’m mad! Damn mad! Kane called me girlfriend names!”
“You think you’re mad?” Braden just kept right on walking.
Oops, so she forgot about Quizzard. Right now, Braden probably didn’t care if smoke puffed out of her ears. He might stay ticked off for a few days over her stunt, and she didn’t even want to think about the hospital bill.
“What’s wrong, Peyton?” Evan stepped into the room with a wanton look on his face. It was one of those looks that made a girl want to kiss a guy right then just to see if he tasted as good as he looked.
“Your brother!”
“What about him?” Evan asked.
“He told the doctor that we were…you know.”
“No, I don’t know so you tell me.”
Kane reappeared. “I told him I was fucking her, and she needed to be on the pill because I didn’t plan to stop.”
“Oh shit. He’s back.” She fell against the pillows, propping against the headboard. She kept her arms extended at her sides and stared at the ceiling.
Evan laughed, “Play dead. He likes to role play.”
“Eww! You’re as sick as he is!”
“No, not quite, Peyton. I like my women fighting for cock, not restrained because they want it.”
Kane smirked. “Get off on it, don’t ‘cha?”
“Not yet, but I bet I will. I’m just glad you made the first move. Peyton here will never know what hit her when I put a little ball gag in her mouth and spank her into an orgasm I plan to drink right in.”