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rare. The conversation fun.
Lex hadn’t had such a good time with a woman out of bed in ages. Years. And
this one has the added attraction of enjoying your domination.
    “How’d you decide to take this job?” he asked her as they
cleaned up the kitchen after their late lunch.
    She’d put her clothes back on as he had after they’d taken one
more shower. Her ass fitted the jeans like she’d been poured inside. Catching
him appreciating her figure, she scolded him with a sideways glance. “I had
applied for the job of deputy sheriff last year and when Mac Barker died, the
mayor called me down in Zapata and wondered if I’d consider the appointment of
sheriff until the next election.”
    “You like coming home to where you grew up?” He submerged
his hands in the dishpan and scrubbed the plates.
    “I do. I have friends who still live here and I like the
climate a bit better.”
    “Hot down by the border.”
    “Tell me. In more ways than one. I got tired of chasing coyotes transporting illegals across the Rio Grande and killing them by locking them up
in old trucks. And the drug wars were frying my mind, murdering people for no
reason. Wore me out. I wanted a little more normality.”
    Lex chuckled and suppressed the urge to bring up his
neighbor who was damming up High Maria Creek and cutting off his water supply.
    She took a plate from him to dry. “Plus, my only relative is
an elderly aunt who relies on me to visit and help her out with doing her
laundry and taking her to the doctor. So this is a good move for me.”
    “Who’s your aunt?”
    “Elsa Watson.”
    “Elsa? Well, I’ll be damned. She was my mother’s best
friend.”
    “I know.” Lana smiled at him, then teased him with a saucy
look. “I know lots about you, Alexander Coltrane. Star of the high school
football team. Quarterback at Texas A&M. Member of the local chamber of
commerce. Major donor to the county health clinic in honor of your wife and
son. Lover of stray dogs and armadillos.”
    He stared at her. “You have me at a disadvantage then.”
    “That’s okay. You could say you’ll keep coming back to learn
more about me.”
    He took in the flowing, fiery-red curls, the high cheekbones
and oval face. “I think I will. We’ve got a good beginning here.” If I can
keep my tendency to run things under control.
    She grinned at him. “Great. One thing I did not know about
you?”
    “What’s that?”
    “You wash dishes.”
    “Hey, you live alone for six years, you do everything you
never had a handle on before.”
    “Do you vacuum, too?”
    He grimaced. “Sure. I dust. I wash. I even do windows. A
necessity. Don’t you?”
    “I don’t do windows.” She wrinkled her nose at him, then
took another plate from him and pulled at her shirt collar. “But I iron. In
fact, I love to iron! I do it for relaxation.”
    He chuckled. “You lead a sheltered life, honey.”
    She faced him, her expression full of sexual need and
promise. “I’m hoping to change that.”
    His hands itched to hold her, undress her again. Without
drying them, he took two steps toward her and braced her shoulders. “I’d like
to help you.”
    She shivered under his wet hands. “I want you to.”
    He couldn’t resist her lips. Brushing against them, he told
her how he’d like to have her in her bed again. “We need to get better
acquainted. Regularly.”
    She pressed herself against him, her right leg up over his
thigh again in what seemed to be her favorite lock on him, her pussy teasing
his hardening cock. “I’m all for that.”
    “The rest of the dishes can wait.” He bent and caught her up
in his arms, heading for the stairs.
    The phone rang.
    “The hall,” she told Lex and he stopped by the stand.
    “Pick it up.”
    She put the receiver to her ear. “This is Sheriff Foster.”
Grimacing, she listened to a man loudly describe some incident. “Yes. When?”
Her gaze shifted to Lex’s. “Right. I can come now.”
    Disappointed, Lex set her to