Chapter Four

Seth was required to go with them to their trailer. Once inside, his face lit up with amusement.

“I’ll be able to see right in here from my trailer windows and you will get the same view of mine. Maybe there’ll be no need for any panic buttons.”

Jake glanced at him but continued checking out the trailer. Having satisfied himself, he turned back to Bethany.

“I’ll walk down to the car park and bring the car up. Seth, you can wait for me here.”

Seth sat down on the long bench seat in the living area of the trailer. He looked across at Bethany who was checking out the contents of the kitchenette cupboards.

She is rather slight to be my bodyguard. Seth watched her, deciding she was graceful and pretty. He liked the blue of her eyes and long chestnut colored hair. It looked as if it was supposed to be up in a twisted style, held in place by two large tortoiseshell hair combs, but it had escaped down her back. Seth wanted to help her.

“I can make coffee or something if you’d like to lie down. These seats are much more comfortable than they look. In fact, the whole trailer is, once you get used to being in a smallish space. I can see you’re sick.”

Bethany turned from inspecting the amount of supplies in the fridge and larder cupboard. She smiled at him. A smile much different from the one or two professional smiles she had given him in the canteen marquee. It lit her up and Seth was happy he somehow prompted this response.

“That’s so kind of you. I am sick, but I expect to be better tomorrow. I won’t lie down, but I will sit. I’m surprised there is so much stuff in here.” She appeared touched by his offer and gave him a grateful look.

Seth stood up and started on coffee right away.

Bethany sat down and watched him—elegant, but masculine, strong looking and very attractive, but casual. She imagined what he might look like with no shirt on and what it might be like to run her hands over his body, his stomach, touch the velvet head of his erection, and kiss him. Bethany liked men—a lot. It was a source of complete despair for her that she had no one in her life. She hadn’t for so long that she watched romance movies just to see kisses she missed.

When Seth turned around, her gaze went directly to his crotch. His jeans were low on his hips and quite loose. Even so, she could tell he was blessed in that department and raised her eyes to his.

As their eyes met, Seth recognized she had assessed him favorably and, to his surprise, felt a stir in his crotch. A little jolt went through him and he blinked, turning from her. He was becoming hard enough to show if she stared again at him.

He had the coffee cup in his hand and bent to put it on the built-in coffee table where Bethany sat.

“Thanks.”

As Bethany thanked him, to Seth’s relief, Jake arrived.

Seth liked her attention, but it was obvious she and Jake were an item by the way Jake showed concern for her. Seth wondered about that. Considering the way she had looked at his body, she must not be the faithful type and so she wouldn’t be his type. He sighed and looked at Jake, greeting him as he came through the door.

“Hi. Is everything okay?” he asked Jake.

Jake nodded. He noticed Bethany, sipping her coffee as she sat on the soft bench seat with her legs curled up under her. She rested her head slightly on the high cushion back. He turned his attention back to Seth, smiling.

“Let’s get you to the gym then.”