He reached behind her and loosened her hair. The band slipped off, and she shook her head, letting the wild, chocolate curls cascade around her. His smile grew as his hands plunged into her hair, and he pulled her in for a deep kiss.
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Senora watched the village disappear in her rearview mirror, then focused on the road ahead of her. She bent her head side to side and shrugged her shoulders, trying to work out the stiffness from a monumental night of lovemaking.
They hadn’t gone to sleep until the sun rose, but when she woke up and the glow had faded, she knew she’d made a mistake. It was harder to leave Ty than it should have been, and she knew better than to get involved on the road.
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You should have stayed at the hotel and sent him the files in the mail when you got home, she thought angrily. But she’d given into her desires, and Ty hadn’t even tried to dissuade her. It wasn’t his fault, but she was frustrated with the entire situation. She’d let her feelings get the best of her, and that was never good.
She turned on the radio, flipping through several channels in search of something that wasn’t country or gospel to distract her. After about twenty stations, she finally landed on one that had music from her childhood and a tolerable DJ. She turned the radio up and lowered the windows, singing at the top of her lungs and doing everything she could to forget Ty Mahigan.
She knew it was better this way. As much as she enjoyed sharing a bed with him, he drove her insane. He was intense and focused at times, and other times, he irritated the hell out of her. Being around him for less than a week was one thing, but could she handle him for longer than that? She doubted it.
The more miles she put between them, the better she felt about leaving. The night before had been magical, and she didn’t regret it, but she was relieved that it would be a beautiful memory and nothing more.
Her phone chirped, and a text popped up for a split second over the GPS map before fading away again. She saw the text and groaned. It was from Ty, telling her that he’d enjoyed working with her, and anytime she needed a guide, he’d be happy to fill the role. She thought about pulling over to answer, but she had a two-hour drive to the airport, and she didn’t feel like stopping. She didn’t know what to say, and she was annoyed that he was texting her when they’d just said goodbye.