The Durango Affair - Brenda Jackson [51]
And when he drove into her again and then again, he was met with an immense feeling of satisfaction. Knowing she was reaching the same level of mind-shattering pleasure as he was put him in total awe of everything they were sharing. He couldn’t get enough of her. She was simply amazing. A city girl by day and a mountain wildcat by night.
And as she continued to pull everything out of him, take what he’d never given another female, he could only think of the remaining months they would be together and knew when she left, his life would never be the same.
“Get some rest, baby. I’m going to my office for a while,” Durango whispered in Savannah’s ear. After making love in front of the fireplace, he had picked her up in his arms to carry her into the bedroom and tucked her into bed. Quietly closing the door behind him, he went downstairs to his office.
He immediately walked over to the window. The moon’s light cast a beautiful glow on the mountains, giving him a feeling of warmth, and for a while he stood there thinking that things couldn’t get any better than this. He loved where he lived, he enjoyed his job and for a short while he wasn’t living alone.
Sharing dinner with Savannah had been wonderful and afterward they had showered together as if it was the most natural thing to do. But nothing could top the lovemaking that had come later. It seemed that each and every time they came together was better than the last, and that thought was beginning to bother him.
Deciding he didn’t want to dwell on it any longer, he was about to take a seat behind his huge desk when the phone rang. So it wouldn’t disturb Savannah, he quickly picked it up, not bothering to check caller ID as he normally did. “Hello.”
“What the hell is going on, Durango?”
He leaned back in his chair, recognizing his oldest brother’s voice immediately. “Jared. And how are things with you?”
“Cut the crap and answer my question.”
Durango rolled his eyes. Jared, the attorney, was his no-nonsense brother. Marriage had softened him some, but he was still a hard case. “What makes you think something is going on?”
“You got married.”
Durango smiled. Yes, that would say it all. “It was time, don’t you think? You seemed happy, so I decided to try it.”
“And you want me to believe that?”
“That would be nice.”
“Well, I don’t.”
“Figures.”
“And Ian isn’t talking.”
Durango smiled. “That’s good.”
“Mom’s overjoyed, of course,” Jared Westmoreland went on to say. “I think she e-mailed every single family member those pictures she got over the Internet.”
“Okay, Ian’s not talking, but Mom’s happy, so what’s your problem, Jared?”
“I want to know why you did it.”
“The reason I told you earlier wasn’t good enough?”
“No.”
He wasn’t surprised. Of his five brothers, it was Jared who knew him the best. He could never pull anything over the brother who was nearly three years older and to Durango’s way of thinking, plenty wiser. Whereas other relatives would cautiously buy the story that he and Savannah had fabricated, he immediately thought of three members of the Westmoreland family who would not. Jared and his cousins Dare and Stone.
The attorney in Jared would put up an argument no matter what Durango said, and because Dare—the current sheriff of College Park, Georgia—was a former FBI agent, he had a tendency to be suspicious of just about everything.
And Durango dreaded the call he knew he would eventually get from his cousin Stone. He and Stone were only months apart in age and had always been close. Durango figured the only reason Stone hadn’t called yet to give him hell was because he and his wife, Madison, were somewhere in Europe on a book promotion tour.
“Are you going to tell me what I want to know, or will I have to take drastic measures and start an investigation?” Jared asked, breaking