"what are you... what's going on?" he stammered.

"i'm hungry, chad, simply famished." she looked at his painted on jeans, open shirt, and sexy cowboy hat and she felt like flames were igniting all over her. her skin burned and her core pulsed. she was about to go off without a single touch from him. he was all man - and he was hers.

she saw him shift, watched his jeans tighten as he became aware of her arousal. he shifted as he tried to maintain his anger, but she saw his eyes dilate. she knew she'd won. bree reached up and undid the top button on her dress. then she slowly moved down and released the next one.

she felt triumphant as his eyes practically jumped from their sockets as she moved down her dress, exposing her tempting cleavage to his view.

"bree," he groaned. he didn't move, just watched as she performed her strip tease.

"yes," she panted as her dress fell open, exposing her lacy green bra to him. her nipples were beaded into hard buds and poking uncomfortably against the fabric, but even that was erotic.

she slipped her hands into the waistline of her dress and with a quick shimmy, it floated to the ground, leaving her standing before him in nothing but her lacy bra and matching panties, which barely covered her womanhood from his view.

chad finally moved forward and pressed her body against him. his hungry kiss left her even more breathless and she reached up and grabbed ahold of his hair, holding on for dear life.

"we should go inside," he gasped as he pulled back a fraction of an inch.

"now," she demanded, not wanting to take the time to go anywhere. the sun felt amazing on her nearly naked body, his arms were around her, and she felt free from the prison she'd been locked in for months. she leaned forward and bit his bottom lip, eliciting another groan from him.

he gripped her butt and pulled upward, grinding her wet womanhood into the rough fabric of his jeans. she wrapped her legs around his waist and moved her hips, sliding against him, so close to completion with barely a touch.

chad deepened the kiss, his tongue slowly moving in and out of her mouth, mimicking the love making she so deeply desired. she wanted him inside her, filling her. seductively grinding against him again, he seemed to take the hint. he moved them backward to a huge boulder next to the edge of the woods.

the spot offered a semblance of privacy, not that either of them noticed, but better yet, offered them a place to sit. she pushed down on him as her feet touched the rock, giving her leverage to better move.

"what you do to me," he groaned as her breasts pushed against him. ripping off his open shirt, he then dispersed with her bra and cupped her heavy breasts. she leaned back, giving him better access and he bent his head and took her nipple in his mouth, alternating between biting down and sliding his tongue across the pebbled pink bud.

he squeezed them together, moving his head back and forth, driving her insane as he pleasured her nipples over and over.

she reached her hands down and unclasped the buttons on his jeans, pushing her hand inside the tight denim until she hit payday and wrapped her fingers around his silky smooth erection. she pulled it free, rubbing her thumb across the head, nearly giddy when moisture dripped out, showing her how ready he was for her.

chad cried out when she ran her nail across the sensitive tip, then down his long length. then she gripped him tightly and moved her fist up and down several times.

with another groan, chad released her breasts and ripped off her panties, leaving her naked on his lap. he closed his mouth on hers at the same time that he thrust hard inside her hot, wet core.

"oh... i've missed you, chad," she cried out, the intense feeling of pleasure causing so many emotions to rush through her newly found mind. she didn't want gentle. she didn't want slow. she wanted fast and hard, and now!

she ground herself against him, her swollen nub rubbing against the base of his erection, making her cry out. he gripped her hips tightly in his and pushed up in her.

bree gripped his shoulders and used the rock as leverage as she met him thrust for thrust. her thigh muscles burned as the two of them moved together, but she ignored it. she ignored everything but the immense sensations washing through her.

"yes..." she called as her body convulsed with release. she gripped him tightly as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her. then he cried out as he pushed so hard against her, she didn't know where he ended and she began and she continued to ride the wave with him.

bree was spent. she couldn't move a single muscle if she had to. she laid her head on chad's shoulder and soaked up the sun on her back and the feel of his hands caressing her damp skin. she took in the moment - the intensity - the love.

chad didn't move for several minutes. eventually he placed his hand under her chin and lifted her face so she had no choice but to look at him. she gave him a sheepish grin.

"what the hell was that?" he asked.

"i wanted you."

"i always want you," he replied with his own smile. it seemed their fight was over. "i usually have more restraint than to ravage you in the open, though."

"i'm glad you didn't resist," she said, then leaned in and sucked his bottom lip into her mouth. chad quickly grabbed her hips and moved her off him so suddenly her legs almost gave out. she caught herself at the last second.

"not a chance. we need to get you dressed before one of my hands come wandering out here," he commanded as he turned around. she walked up and wrapped her arms around his back, trailing her fingers down his stomach.

"are you sure?"

"you're trying to kill me, aren't you?" he said with a chuckle. he turned and gave her a quick kiss on the nose, before bending to retrieve her dress. he slipped it over her head before he realized her bra was still on the ground.

he shook his head, then picked up the green lace and stuffed it in his pocket. bree gave up and started buttoning her dress. he'd satisfied her initial itch; she could wait ten minutes to get to his bedroom before starting round two.

"if this causes death, then yes, i am. meet me in the bedroom and i'll..." she whispered the rest in his ear and felt extreme pride when she watched the air leave his body and he gaped at her. she turned and ran toward the house.

she heard him quickly catching up behind her. just as she ran through the kitchen door, the phone went off.

"it can wait," he said as he pinned her to the wall.

"you know it might be important," she countered. she wanted to ignore it but he still didn't have a stupid answering machine.

"why does this damn phone ring at the worst possible moments," was chad's greeting. she giggled as she ran her hands along the bulge in his jeans.

"when?" the tone of his voice stopped bree. something was wrong.

"we'll be there," he said before hanging up. he turned and the look in his eye made bree want to run. she didn't want to know what he had to say.

"bree..." he began.

"no, i don't want to know," she said, holding up her hand.

"honey, i'm sorry. it's your dad. he's had a heart attack."

bree fainted, barely giving chad time to catch her before she hit the kitchen floor.

chapter sixteen

"what?" bree asked as she came to. chad was pressing a cold compress to her face. "what's going on?"

"we have to go. your father had a heart attack. i don't know how bad it is, they just said to get down there right away," chad answered. the worry in his eyes made her stomach clench. she just got her memory back. she couldn't lose her dad - not yet. he was too young, so full of life. their family couldn't survive the loss. losing their mother was hard enough.

"i'm sorry, let's go," she told him as she got to her feet. her knees were shaking but she was determined to stay strong.

chad placed his arm around her as he led her to his truck. they were silent on the way to the hospital, stress keeping them from speaking. bree hadn't told chad she got her memory back, but that could wait.

chad made the normally thirty minute drive in half the time, but it still felt like it took forever. bree was jumping from the truck before he had it in park. he quickly caught up to her as she rushed through the emergency room doors.

"george anderson, please," bree demanded.

"one moment please," the nurse replied as she typed on her keyboard. bree drummed her fingernails on the counter, staring a hole through the nurse's head. after taking much longer than bree thought necessary, the nurse finally looked up.

"he's being attended to by the doctor, now. if you have a seat in the waiting room, someone will notify you of his progress as soon as we know something," the woman said, then looked back down at her computer.

"that's it? you can't give me any other information. how would you like it if it was your father back there? would you just want to sit quietly and wait?" bree yelled at the cold woman.

"i'm sorry, ma'am, but there's no other information we have at the moment. the doctors are doing all they can," the woman answered calmly. she was more than used to worried family members yelling at her.

"bree," joseph called as he rushed through the doors.

bree turned and ran to her uncle. he grabbed her up in a bear hug and she sobbed into his chest.

"it will be okay, sweetie. your father is a strong man. a heart attack won't keep him down," joseph said. he was trying to reassure her but she heard the worry in his tone. he was afraid for his brother.

"they won't tell me anything," she sobbed.

"he just got here about ten minutes ago. your brother called you from the chopper. we were all at the house, having a drink and visiting, when his face got real pale and he clutched his chest. i know the signs. i've seen a man have a heart attack before. we got him here fast, bree. they say the first thirty minutes are the most important. let's sit down and wait for the good doctor," joseph said, speaking far more quietly than normal. his tone scared her worse than the not knowing. her uncle joseph was supposed to be loud - not sober.

soon, their entire family was in the waiting room, quietly talking, glancing at the clock, stress clearly visible on their faces. none of them liked the sterile room; all of them prayed george would be okay.

they'd all spent months in the hospital when their mother was dying. it had been heartbreaking watching her slowly wither away. bree couldn't stand the quiet any longer. she jumped up and began pacing the room. chad kept a close eye on her.

"trenton anderson?" the desk nurse called out. everyone stood and turned at once, causing her professionalism to slip a tad before she quickly recovered.

"i'm trenton," he said as he walked over.

"the doctor's on his way out," she said, making bree want to hit her. they all turned toward the e.r. doors and waited.

soon, the door opened and a man walked out, looking down at a chart in his hand. the room was completely silent. he finally looked up and trenton stepped forward.