Search Me Baby One More Time
Wren Thornberry’s life isn’t going according to plan. She let her father talk her out of marrying Bryan Stockard, the man she loves, and moved halfway around the world. Now she’s back home in Texas, babysitting her grandmother while grandma and her boy-toy work through their list of sexual exploits, making themselves the talk of the town.
But what Wren doesn’t know is that things in her hometown are about to heat up even more, and it will have nothing to do with her grandmother. It seems that Bryan Stockard is still in town, he wants to get back into Wren’s life by any means necessary, and now he has just the tools to do it: A police uniform, handcuffs, and the authority to make Wren… assume the position.
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Excerpt
“I just want to point out that your last statement, before we left the house, isn’t true.” Bryan pulled his gaze away from the road long enough to look at Wren. “We were having sex when the call came in. I’m not on duty. We could have ignored it. I could be inside you right now.”
“Just drive.”
He focused on the road. “Man, that’s a blow to my ego.”
Wren snaked her hand across the seat, settling it over the bulge in his crotch. “It’s not ended, just postponed. My father sent me here to watch my grandmother, not get screwed by one of the local police officers.”
“Yeah, well the best laid plans of mice and men…” He turned to grin at her. “Before the end of the night, I plan to fuck you until you scream. I’m thinking Tiny’s Point. That’s the first place I kissed you.”
Her body flushed with the memory and she nodded. “We were so young.”
“Not really. We were seniors, almost eighteen. We’d been friends for years, if you remember.”
“True.” She continued to caress his cock.
“You know, the guys are going to notice I have a hard-on.” He cut his gaze to her. “Either that or they’re going to notice a huge stain on the front of my pants when you make me come. Cut it out until later.”
Wren loved the frustrated tone of his voice. Bryan was a masterful lover, she remembered that. They’d worked hard to find out what each other liked, and learn how to do it well. One of the things she knew he loved was to be felt up, slowly. She continued to caress him, stopping only when he growled out her name as he parked in front of the city pool.
Despite the fact it was January, the gate was open. Two police units sat near a crotch-rocket.
Wren opened the car door before Bryan had put the car into park. She ran for the front entrance, stopping in her tracks. Her naked grandmother stood before three policemen. Her hands were on her hips as if she were scolding them.
“Grandmother! Put some clothes on.”
“Wren! Darling, did you have a good time tonight?”
“Grandmother, please!”
“Oh fee,” her grandmother replied. “I paid a lot of money for this body, and I have no intention of hiding it. I’ve already told you I want to be buried naked, with an open casket service.”
Wren put her head in her hands as the policemen burst out in laughter. She lifted her gaze and glared at them. They all swallowed hard, their faces still contorted in mirth.
“Grandmother, please.”
Her grandmother’s boy-toy, Clancy, came up and handed the naked woman a towel. “Constance, you’re embarrassing the young lady.”
Wren stared at him. Young lady indeed. Don’t try to suck up to me with politeness.
“Well, you’ve had your fun,” Constance said, wrapping herself in towel. “Now, skiddadle. We were about to try something fun on the high dive.”
“Grandmother, you can’t have sex in the city pool.”
“Why not? I paid for it.”
“What? You paid for sex?” Wren balled up her hand into a fist and had just launched it in Clancy’s direction when Bryan gathered her in his arms.
“Calm down.” His breath was hot on her neck. “Just take it easy.”
“No, I paid for the pool. That should give me some rights.” Constance narrowed her eyes. “And don’t you dare hit Clancy, young lady.”
“Young lady? You’ve never called me that in your life.” She pointed at Clancy. “Just because he does, you do now, too?”
“Mind your tongue, I am your grandmother and deserve respect.”
“I’m sorry, but it’s hard to give when you’re standing here naked, and every person in town will know you tried to get laid on the high dive.”
“Wren, baby, don’t say anything you’re going to regret.” Bryan’s voice was soft. “Please, just take a few deep breaths and relax.”
“I’m not naked anymore.” A smile spread across Constance’s face and she laughed. A boisterous laugh that made Wren shake her head. “And young Bryan is right. You need to relax, darling. I’m beginning to think it’s your father standing in front of me. And, while I’m talking of relaxing, it’s nice to see you two getting reacquainted. The house will be empty all night, you know. I’m staying at Clancy’s.”
Wren slumped in Bryan’s arms, her face flaming in embarrassment. He still held her close despite the amusing glances he received from his co-workers.
“Grandmother.” This time there was no anger in Wren’s voice. She fought to keep from laughing, then finally gazed at the woman who’d taught her to take things as they come, and slow down and enjoy life a little. She sighed heavily and shook her head. “Have a good time.”
“Why thank you dear, we shall. But I’m afraid the pool mood’s broken now. Perhaps we need to take the bike for a spin up to Tiny’s Point. That’s outside the city limits.” She dropped the towel and dressed slowly.
Wren noticed that one of the policemen watched her with interest, and it made her giggle. Her grandmother was right, she’d paid a lot of money for the plastic surgery that kept her looking as if she were fifty years old.
“So much for Tiny’s Point,” Bryan grumbled as her grandmother and Clancy mounted the motorcycle, then roared away from the parking lot.
“Well, the house is empty,” she whispered back, and then she laughed. Tears streamed down her face and she tried to get her breathing under control. “I want to be mad at her, but I can’t. It’s just hilarious.”