She moved toward him with a look in her eye that meant he was hers. Her long colored nails curled up at him, inviting him out.Stroud shook his head and got out of his Jeep. “Unbelievable ... unbelievable. How long've you been waiting for me to come by here?”“Talked with your Mr. Ashyer. He told me you'd be late. I don't mind waiting if it's for a good thing.”God, she was fast. He liked it on the one hand, but he had only known hookers in Chicago and Vietnam to be so forward, and for this reason he wasn't completely thrilled by her. And yet her eyes held him as they did that first time their eyes met, and when she reached out to him he didn't feel strong enough to fend her off. He wasn't sure he wanted to.They embraced just standing there between the car and Jeep on the empty expanse of road, alone. But Stroud didn't feel alone; he felt as if they were being watched. Was this all some sort of elaborate setup? Who was out there, just beyond the reach of his eyes? He could almost hear them--them--it seemed to him there were hundreds of eyes trained on him and Pamela as she worked her body into his, nipping at his chest where she'd torn open the shirt.“God, you drive me crazy,”
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