Hannah & the Dom Next Door by BJ Wane Page A

seemed to have exacerbated her situation, had robbed her of the ability to concentrate on anything else for long without the memory of the explosive pleasure he had introduced her to slipping in. As thrilled as she was to have been hired by both the engaged couple and a high school girl to take her senior pictures, as eager as she was to get started, she was still plagued with the desire to have sex with Mitch again, if only to settle her curiosity about whether those phenomenal sensations were due to her long abstinence or if it was possible to erupt into pleasure like that over and over again. It made her uncomfortable to seek a sexual relationship outside of marriage, went against everything she has always believed in, but as Mitch said, they were single and weren’t hurting anyone. She finally decided a repeat performance was necessary before she could decide whether or not she wanted to continue pursuing exploring these new feelings.
    The sound of the lawn mower turning off followed by a white truck pulling into her drive to park behind Ethan’s older, red pick-up, had Hannah shoving aside her moral misgivings as she wondered who could be stopping by. Other than her aunt and Patty, Ethan and Mitch, whom she hasn’t seen all week, she didn’t know anyone in Lexington. She definitely didn’t recognize the attractive redhead who greeted Ethan with a hug. A loud, distinctively happy bark from the back seat drew her attention and had her grinning widely when the woman opened the door and the shepherd mix bounded out, practically knocking Ethan over with his enthusiastic greeting.
    Brushing her hands down her skirt, she waited as the trio walked over, then pet the dog when he nudged her hand. “Well, hello. Aren’t you a sweetie?”
    “Hannah, I hope you don’t mind, but I asked Anna, my sister-in-law, to drop Duke off here instead of taking him out to the farm to wait for me. You wouldn’t know it, but he just got neutered,” Ethan said. The truth was, Mitch had come into the stables when Ethan was talking to Anna about what time to pick Duke up today and it had been his suggestion that Anna drop by Hannah’s, adding it would be nice if Hannah had a female friend to talk to while her aunt was out of town. Anna’s eyes lit with curiosity when Mitch strode off in search of Donovan, and Ethan couldn’t help but tell her about his show of jealousy last week at seeing Ethan leaving Hannah’s so late at night.
    “His abundance of energy is why I kept him kenneled overnight. Hi, I’m Anna McGilley. Ethan’s told me a lot about you, all of it having to do with your cooking,” Anna greeted her, taking her outstretched hand and noting the overly conservative dress, lack of any embellishments like make-up or jewelry and, except for a few escaped tendrils, her long, tightly woven hair. Put all together, it was obvious she came from an Amish background, which made Mitch’s interest in her all the more intriguing. “It’s very nice to meet you, Hannah.”
    “Young men his age are easy to please when it comes to food. It’s nice to meet you, Anna, and no, Ethan, I don’t mind in the least. I had to leave my collie when I left Ohio and I miss her very much. Are you a vet?”
    “I am. That’s how I met my husband, Donovan, one of Ethan’s older brothers. I made a house call when one of his pregnant mares went into pre-mature labor after a few weeks of stress.” At Ethan’s guilty look of discomfort, Anna patted his arm, saying, “Water under the bridge, Ethan. Let it go, your brothers have.”
    Hannah sensed a story there, but wasn’t one to pry. Instead, she told Ethan, “Speaking of food, I need to check on my meat loaf. Bring your dog in and I’ll find some scraps for him. He deserves a treat after what he’s been through.” Not wanting to be rude, she turned to Anna, extending her invitation. “There’s plenty if you’d like to join us.”
    “Great idea, Hannah. Donovan won’t be back from