looking.
“Whatever are you looking for? You wouldn’t know who was in the car or who was standing outside it. What do you think you’re going to find? A puppy?”
Cayman hadn’t realized he was working so hard at it and quickly handed the picture back to Alexa.
“Oh, sorry,” he muttered. “I guess it’s just habit.”
Alexa studied him for a minute, then tucked the photo in her backpack and carried it and the pack to her room.
“Where you going? This was just getting fun.” Cayman called out.
“I’m tired. I’m going to hit the hay and try to clear my head. Good night.”
She shut the door, locking it as she did and grabbed her cell phone. She quickly dialed Keith’s number and prayed he would answer.
“Hi beautiful!” came the soothing voice on the other end of the phone.
“Wow, Keith. Sometimes you sound just like my dad,” she said with a smile in her voice.
“Well, then he must have had a very sexy voice,” came the reply.
Alexa laughed quietly so as not to arouse suspicion. “What did you find out? Anything yet?”
“Well you didn’t tell me it was Bob Richards. I’ve known Bob for years. Never really knew his kids, they were all grown and gone by the time we met, but he’s a good man. He used to have horses and a few head of cattle, but doesn’t anymore. His health isn’t good enough to keep that going. I don’t know the boys, but they come from a good family. Are you telling me Cayman is his son?”
“Yeah, he is,” said Alexa, feeling a little better about things.
“If that’s the case, I feel better about you traveling with him than I did when you left, and I was fine with it then. He comes from good stock, I can tell you that.”
Alexa was silent, thinking. People change when they move away from the watchful eye of mom and dad. He could have fallen in with some bad people and his parents wouldn’t even know it.
“Are you still there?” asked Keith.
“Oh, yeah, sorry,” said Alexa softly. “Thanks for checking on that for me, Keith. Yes, those are his parents. I’m glad to have a good report from you. I’ll call you later, and tell you all about this when I get home. How’s Tahleah doing with the diner? Everything okay there?”
“Yes, she’s doing great. Loving taking the helm for a while, but I think she’ll be glad to have you back here. Take care, you hear?”
“Will do. Talk to you soon.”
Alexa changed into her pajamas, which tonight was one of her father’s shirts she’d kept with her when she left Page. His smell was long gone with all the washings it had been through, but still she loved wearing it.
She walked into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. She was just about done when there was a knock at the door between the two rooms. She quickly spit out the paste and rinsed. She was wiping her mouth when she opened the door.
Cayman took one look and smiled that big gorgeous grin.
“Wow. You really shouldn’t wear that. It…It--”
“It’s pajamas, and it’s my dad’s shirt. Makes me feel close to him.”
“Of course it does. Sorry, I was just checking on you before I hit the hay.”
“Did you want to check my teeth? I just brushed.” She was being completely sarcastic, but he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into him. She could feel his hand softly, gently exploring her back and waist and felt the ache inside her growing.
He kissed her, his mouth exploring every inch of hers as she sank into his arms. He stopped abruptly and smiled down at her.
“Great job on those molars!” he said smiling. With that he turned and shut the door.
She stood there, staring at the door and breathing heavily. She swallowed hard, leaning her forehead against it.
“We gotta figure this out, and fast,” she whispered to herself. “I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”
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