by Sable Hunter
“Damn! I’d sure love to have it.” Beau ran a hand through his thick hair, ruffling it.
Harley was entranced by his hands. They were strong – wide, capable – the veins stood out prominently on the top and she found herself wanting to trace them with her tongue. Land sakes! What was wrong with her? Beau was talking; she tried to focus on what it was saying.
“Depending on the condition, those things are going for fifty to fifty-five thousand dollars.”
‘This was perfect,’ Harley thought. “It’s in mint condition. Of course, I encourage you to check it out.” She could get rid of the gun and do something nice for Beau. “If it passes your inspection – how does ten thousand sound?”
“Ten thousand?” Beau was flabbergasted. “Why? If it’s all you say it is, I could find you a buyer in a couple of days that would be glad to pay you full price.” Was she that hard up for money? He had no desire to cheat her.
“No, I’m not interested in making a lot off of it. I just want to get rid of it. So, if you’re interested, it’s yours.”
“Hell yeah, I’m interested.” This was turning out to be his lucky day – in more ways than one. “I’m interested in the gun, but I’m more interested in you.” Beau grinned, he was happy – there was no two ways about it. And he wasn’t shy, so he just decided to lay all of his cards on the table. “You are the most incredible looking woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.” Behind him, Dandi choked. Crap! He had forgotten about his sister being in the room. And his little bombshell, Harley – she blushed! Good Lord in Heaven, the little darling blushed!
Digging the keys out of her jeans pocket, Harley held them out to him. “You’ve just bought yourself a 50 caliber machine gun. It’s in the back of my vehicle. Let’s go get it.” She decided not to comment on Beau’s admission that he found her attractive. It would be better if she just ignored it. Her body seemed to have other ideas, however. Harley felt her nipples puffing up and her pussy began to swell and an unfamiliar ache started deep within her sex. God, she was turned on! A myriad of emotions flooded through her. This type of reaction to a man was unheard of for her. But this was no ordinary man, this was Beau. “Come on.”
She led him outside and Beau had a good time trailing her. Fuck! He couldn’t decide if she looked better coming or going. If he had ever seen a hotter woman, he couldn’t remember it. She walked with confidence, yet sensuality defined every step she took. The sway of her hips had him mesmerized and he vowed he would have his hands on that ass before the week was out. Now, that he had found this tempting morsel, he wasn’t going to let up until he was pumping between her thighs. Damn! He shifted his package around in his jeans, grateful that she was a couple of steps ahead of him, unaware of his aroused state.
“Here we are.”
Beau looked up. He had been so captivated by Harley; he hadn’t noticed he was in the presence of another beauty. “Wow.” Now, this was a ride! “You drive this?” He loved powerful machinery and the Hummer sitting in the parking lot of his shop was the ultimate. This wasn’t just an H1 – this was a custom, military-outfitted Humvee – the real deal. It even had the helicopter hook, so it could be picked up and moved through the air to another destination.
“Yeah, I manage to keep it between the ditches.” His skepticism about her driving ability was something she had heard before, too many times. Standing back, she watched him open the double doors to the large storage compartment. “Actually, I’ve owned this vehicle for a couple of years.”
What in the world was all of this? Beau stood at the rear of the Humvee in amazement. “Baby, what kind of work do you do?” He had never seen so much technical looking hardware in one place. The Ma Deuce was there, within easy reaching distance – but it was surrounded by other equally intriguing items. Electronic gadgets and tools were neatly arranged – and he had no idea what they were for. His fingers itched to pull them out and inspect them more closely. “This stuff looks like Radio Shack on steroids!”
Harley laughed. Beau was having a typical male reaction to her chosen mode of transportation. And as far as the explosive ordinance gear – she knew how to be evasive. “I’m a government contractor.”
“That tells me a helluva lot.” Beau realized she didn’t care to elaborate and that was all right – for now. “Man, that’s a pretty lady.” He pulled the machine gun closer to him. “Where did you get this?”
Well, there was no secret there. “I inherited it from my father.” And that was why she didn’t want it. He hadn’t cared anything about her when he was alive and she couldn’t muster up any sympathy for him now that he was dead. In the Navy and Socorro – Harley had always been surrounded by men. In her line of work, a female was the exception – not the rule. But there had only been a handful of men in her life that she trusted implicitly – Captain Thibodeaux, Admiral Gaines and Beau. She had never trusted her father; Manuel Montoya had rejected her from the moment he had laid eyes on her. Being born with a caul over her face had been a sign of the devil to her superstitious parents and he had made in clear to her, in every way possible, that he wanted nothing to do with her. That was the reason he had named her ‘nothing’ - Nada. The only reason she had ended up with the gun and a few other items was that she was his only living relative at the time of his death.
“I can’t wait to try it out.” Beau picked it up. It weighed about a hundred and fifty pounds, but he carried it easily. “All we need to do is get all the transfer papers filled out and I’ll write you a check.” Harley hurried ahead of him and opened the door. Dandi was right there; ready to admire Beau’s newest acquisition. Clearly, she was as taken with it as he was. He carried it into his office, a large adjoining room that was crowded with stacks and piles of books and papers; there was barely room to walk. Organized chaos – she was fascinated to see this side of Beau. There was so much she didn’t know about him and she was hungry to know it all.
While they were inspecting the Ma Deuce, Harley watched him. He was so good-looking. There hadn’t been anyone in her memory with a body better than his, and she had worked with the best – Navy Seals, Black Ops. Beau’s shoulders were so wide; she would love to stand close to him on tiptoe and see how far her arms would go around him. Harley was eating him up with her eyes and when she heard a throat clear, she realized Dandi was watching her. Hastily, she tried to at least pretend to study the papers in her hand. How unprofessional could she get? “I think this will do for the 308. I like the way it looks.” Glancing at the clock on the wall, she saw it was time for her to leave for the doctor’s office. Lord, she dreaded this visit. “Look, I’ve got to go. Why don’t I come back by later in the week and we can get things settled with both transactions?”
“Wait,” Beau stood up, there was no way he was letting her leave without a little more information – like when she was going to go out with him. “Where do you live? I could drop off your check tonight and get your signature on the bill of sale and we could iron out the reaper conversion details. I need to get some measurements – make sure we get the stock the right length.” He started to ask who the lucky man was that was getting the gun – but one thing at a time.
Harley didn’t know if that was such a good idea. The more she thought about it, the more she was questioning the wisdom of spending a lot of time with Beau. She was way too attracted to him and that couldn’t be good – not with her history. Still, he was looking at her with such heat that all she wanted to do was draw closer – like a moth to a flame. “I just moved into Willowbend.” She was about to tell him where it was located, but his knowing chuckle stopped her. “What?”
“So, you’re the one who moved into the old Sonnier place. I wondered about that. You do know it’s haunted, don’t you?”
“Well, I do now.” She couldn’t help but smile back at him. “I could have done without that particular piece of knowledge. Now, I’ll jump at every creak and groan that old house makes.” She might be brave when faced with a live bomb, but ghosts and snakes we
re another matter entirely. Stepping backwards, Harley tripped over a pile of gun manuals. And if Beau hadn’t reached out to grab her, she would have fallen.
“I’ve got you,” Beau caught her and hugged her close, glad for the opportunity to get his hands on her. He swayed a little bit – just enjoying how she felt in his arms. God, nothing had ever felt so right. The only thing that could be better would be to have his cock buried balls deep inside her sweet body – now that was a dream worth having. “Ah, love – I’ll protect you from the boogeyman. Just wait until you hear the loup garou howl deep in the night as he slinks through the swamp hunting his prey.” He was teasing her now, and loving every minute of it. Thank God, Dandi had showed enough manners to leave them alone. It was time to make his move.
Harley playfully punched him on the shoulder, “Stop that. You’ll have me too scared to sleep there alone at night.”
“That’s the idea, love.” Before he could talk himself out of it, Beau did what he had wanted to do since the moment he saw her. He kissed her. Oh, not on the lips, like he longed to do – but, tenderly on each eye lid and at the corner of her captivating mouth. “That’s the idea, love. That’s the idea.”
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