Shadow of Doubt by Melissa Gaye Perez Page B

the opposite wall.  Behind the kitchen was a small bedroom with a regular size bed and small bathroom off the bedroom complete with shower and sink.
    Jordan playfully shoved her feet to the floor so he could sit next to her and handed her another beer.  “No...I think I've had enough,” she said trying to refuse the drink.
    “Nonsense!” he replied as he opened it for her and forced her to take it from him anyway.  “You're still conscious aren't you?” he teased as he now helped himself to a brew of his own.
    “I...think so.  I'm really not too sure though,” she giggled in reply, then drank up anyway.  “I...also have to...go to the bathroom,” she finally stuttered out, then rose and stumbled to the back of the small trailer and found her way into the bathroom.
    Jordan sighed as he kicked off his boots and turned on his small television, then stretched out comfortably on the couch, his arm reclined across the back of it.
    Dolly returned and slumped down next to him again.  “I don't feel so great,” she stated as she looked into Jordan's smiling face.
    “What?  Can't handle it?” he joked as he unconsciously pulled her to him.  She propped her feet on the couch...her back against his chest and her head laid back on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her stomach.  It felt so comforting to have this good looking and caring man to cuddle to at last.
    “Ummm, you feel good and warm,” she said as she tried to keep her eyes open but yawned instead.
    Jordan suddenly remembered there was only one bed in this small trailer of his.  He didn't much care though as he watched Dolly comfortably doze off to sleep against his chest.  He carefully scooted out from under her and lifted her into his arms.
    Carefully, he carried her into the small bedroom, laid her on the bed, pulled off her shoes and covered her smugly with a blanket.
    “Where ya going?” he then heard her soft sweet voice call out when he started back toward the couch.  Jordan turned but could barely make out her glowing face in the light that streaked through the window above the bed from the moon lit sky outside.
    “I'd hate to kick a man out of his own bed,” Dolly drunkenly stated, wanting to again feel this man's warmth against her own body.
    Jordan grinned back almost curiously...tempted.  “Uh-uh Jordan, that gal's too young...or is she?”  he wondered to himself.  “But I'm not but twenty-five myself.  May as well...how much younger than that could she be?”
    Jordan crawled slowly next to her still not too sure of what he was in for.  “Sure this is a good idea?” he asked as he turned to his side and propped his head on his hand so he could look into her sparkling blue eyes.
    “Why not?  It might get awfully cold on that old couch,” she replied as she snuggled next to the warmth of his body, also turning to her side to face him, now sliding her arm around him.
    Jordan couldn't fight it any longer.  He had been drawn to this mysterious little lady ever since the day he had found her.  He slid his hand over her soft side, to her back pulling her against him and stared into her eyes until their mouths joined roughly.  A chill filled his body as her tender arms slid tightly around his neck and her fingers trickled into the back of his thick wavy hair.  He could feel her petal soft lips beneath his own as his breath grew heavy and nearly uncontrollable.
    Dolly felt as if her craving for this handsome man was at last going to be fulfilled when she felt his heavy body roll to cover hers.  They kissed wildly, breathing so heavily, but her craving only seemed to increase drastically, wanting him even more now as her hands caressed down his back.  She didn't want him to stop...only for him to ravish her more.  Her craving increased rapidly as their tongues met and fought intensely.  She took his hands in hers and slid them down to her breasts almost begging him to have her.
    Jordan didn't resist.  His lips