surfaced and wriggled to a seat as far away from him as possible, she gripped her dripping hair to push it back behind her ears and made as if to rise. Except that the awesomeness of the heated water registered. A look of bliss replaced the glare of anger.
"Oh, Lordy, lordy, lordy. This is heaven."
With great care not to get in her path, Liam stepped into the tub and took the seat farthest from where she lounged and closest to the steps for escape. He heard Bea chuckling in the distance and watched as she disappeared into the house.
A few minutes of silence followed as Liam observed Sadie stretch and exercise her neck and shoulders very slowly, careful not to be too extreme in her movements.
It was like watching a sleek cat perform her ablutions. He found himself fantasizing her licking her skin like a puss would it’s fur, and then thanked all that was decent for the bubbling water that hid his unexpected erection.
All of a sudden, music could be heard from near-by speakers, and a good old country-and-western song wailed out in a woman's marvelous twang. The words made him smile and look around. He knew who’d helped Bea make the song choice. "Heaven's just a sin away-y-yy . "
Not so Sadie. Her head dropped to her chest, her eyes closed comically and then he heard what she'd obviously known to expect.
Worse than the caterwauling of a female cat being overpowered by a determined male suitor, the voice that sang along to the words grated on every functioning nerve end.
Amazement he couldn't begin to hide had to be plastered all over his face.
"Doesn’t it hurt?" he asked.
"You have no idea!"
"I meant her throat."
"What can I say? She loves to sing."
"And you love her."
Silence reigned as she tried to ignore his comment. But he kept staring, fully intending for her not to look away. His S.W.A.T. training gave him the edge, and it worked. Mesmerized, she stared back, and finally a small grin appeared.
"Yeah! I love her."
Saints be praised. The first genuine smile he'd seen on her face was a lovely sight to behold. Already beautiful, she rose up the scale way past ten, right to infinity.
Vying for his attention, his body's swelling became enormously uncomfortable. He perused the multi-flowering bushes, the patio lanterns entwined with twinkle lights barely visible and even the red roof tiles. Anything to keep his mind off the woman lounging across from him, the woman whose internal magnet drew at the one pitifully whining in his own body.
Finally the song ended and wonderful silence wrapped around them in their private little world. With a sigh, Sadie leaned her head back and relaxed.
Liam let her enjoy the quiet while he enjoyed her enjoying the quiet. A splash in the pool caught his attention.
Susie, the bloodhound, was swimming in a straight line from one end of the pool to the other. Liam watched, and it soon became apparent, the wacky animal was doing laps. He chuckled.
"It's how she exercises. Bloodhounds are notoriously lazy dogs, so this is quite unusual. Once Mom realized how much Susie loves the water, she trained her to do laps. Two or three times a day, the dog ends up in the pool. She likes it best to have someone with her. Then she really performs."
"This is eye-opening. I've always thought people had to walk or run their dogs to give them exercise."
"Susie suffers through walks three times a week with a dog walker, who I'm happy to say isn't due for two days."
His quizzical frown must have registered, because before he could even form the question, she answered. "I'm the dog walker."
Chapter Seven
The words didn't register at first. The quiet had lulled her while she let the pulsating heat and heavenly water work its magic. Even having to share the tub with Liam stopped bothering her once she understood he wasn't going to try chatting her up.
Then it hit her. For the first time since the accident, Sadie recognized what a pickle she was in. She realized she had a