Authors: Rita Lawless
Seeking Justice (14 page)
It was on the tip of Zander's tongue to say, "Let's get a few shovels and get in the car," when his father spoke up.
"We need to do this right," he said. "If we're talking about human remains, they need to be treated with dignity, no matter how old, or what the man did during his lifetime. I'll call the sheriff in the morning and see what needs to be done, and then we'll go from there."
Priscilla offered Louisa and her father a place to stay, but she told them she'd rather go back to Austin and come back when things had been set up.
"I'll leave everything to you, Mr. McMillian," she said to Ben. "I want Mr. Miter to be found. No one deserves to lie in an unmarked grave."
Zander thought the woman was showing great character, and he wondered if he would do the same if he'd been in her shoes. It would be tempting to dig up the money and keep it for yourself.
But then he looked at Justice. He was pretty sure she would keep him on the right track. In fact, he knew she would.
* * * * *
Justice flounced down on the bed, the saloon girl outfit rustling underneath her. She felt like she'd been wearing this outfit her whole life. Zander was in the kitchen, fixing a sandwich because he said, "Lunch wore off a few hours ago." For her part, she wasn't hungry.
The look on Louisa's face as she talked about her ancestor's part in the missing goods haunted Justice. She felt sorry for the woman, whose father had carried the secret to an age-old mystery, that she never knew her family was a part of, until now.
Zander came into the room, a plate full of sandwiches in one hand, and a large bottle of soda in the other.
"You were hungry," she said as he sat down next to her. He balanced the plate on his leg and took one of the sandwiches. "I thought that you might like one of them."
"You're so sweet," she told him. Now that she saw the food, her stomach rumbled a little. She took one and marveled that her future husband could build several roast beef sandwiches, complete with all the fixings, in so little time.
They ate in silence, and when they were done, Justice took the plate back to the kitchen. When she returned to the bedroom, she saw that Zander wasn't there. She found him on the porch, at the exact spot where he'd made such perfect love to her when she'd first arrived at Bluefield.
"Enjoying the night air?" she asked as she snuggled in next to him.
"Yes, and I'm wondering how Bandit Days will be next year, when the truth of the situation comes out. Do you think it will be the end of them?"
"Not at all." She nuzzled his neck. He stepped back and she sat on the railing, spreading her legs. He stepped in between them and wrapped his arms around her. "It will change the celebration, sure, but it won't end. It's been going on too long."
He held her close and Justice placed her forehead on his chest. "I didn't get a chance to talk to Miss Agatha about it, did you?"
"Yes." He started to run his hands up and down her back. "She said she was glad we had the answer, but sorry that it was the one that we had. She would have liked to keep it a bit romanticized."
"Theft isn't romantic," Justice said with a laugh.
"The legend is, outlaws from the olden days getting away with missing gold. It would make a great book."
Justice sighed. "I suppose I need to call Skylar Lancer. She wanted to do a follow up if we found any information about the story."
"Wait until after dad talks to the sheriff," Zander said. "When we go on the dig, she can go with us, if she likes. Well, I say that and the sheriff might say no. But I think it would make an interesting tale."
They were silent for a few moments. Around them, Justice could hear the insects buzzing and the grass and trees rustling in the wind. It was a beautiful night. Earlier she'd noticed the moon, not quite full but still bright in the Texas sky. It would be a nice night for a ride, but she didn't really want to take the time to saddle the horses and go.
"I want you inside me," she whispered against Zander's chest.
"It would be my pleasure," he responded. "But, I think there's the little matter of an unfinished spanking, don't you. This afternoon was really no more than a warm up."
Justice laughed. "I still can't believe you did that."
"Instinct, and of course, Brice was egging me on, so I really couldn't resist."
This was the moment, Justice knew, where she could ask Zander if Brice had ever said anything to him about his sex life with Emily, but she hesitated. It seemed to be overstepping, so she let the moment pass.
Zander pressed his lips against her cheek. His hot breath made her shiver with need. "Admit it, you liked it."
"You're right, I did." Justice grabbed his shirt in her fists. "Take me over your knee again, only this time I want my ass to be bare, and I want the brush."
She didn't have to say which one. When they moved her things, she'd been careful to keep the ivory hairbrush out of the boxes so it could be used. But in the hustle of the last few weeks, they hadn't had a chance to give it a shot.
"Go and get it," he said, softly. "Meet me on the steps."
Justice hurried to find what she wanted. While she was in the bathroom, she took off the bloomer type panties that went with the outfit. She didn't want to risk tearing them, since she knew the outfit was borrowed. When she returned, he was sitting on the steps at the side of the house. There was no railing here, and she would be able to stand at the side and come across his lap easily.
But Justice didn't want easy. She put the brush down next to him and walked out into the yard.
"Get back over here," he said.
"Don't think so." She put her hands on her hips and turned to him. "I've changed my mind. I don't want to be spanked."
"Like hell," Zander said. He stood up, picking up the brush as he did. "You know you want it, Justice. Come back over here."
"I don't want to make it too easy on you." She took off at a very slow trot, running toward the front of the house. She wanted to draw it out, but she didn't want it to make it too difficult.
He caught her just as she rounded the corner, grabbing her arm and yelling at her to stop. She did so and they both fell to the ground.
"You little…" Zander stood and pulled her up with him. He wrapped his arm around her waist so that her back was to him. "Lift your feet," he ordered as he walked back in the direction they'd just come.
Within moments, they were seated on the steps and she was over his lap. Justice squirmed, kicking out her feet and hands as Zander lifted her skirt over her ass.
His deep laugh was like a drug to her, and she relaxed into his lap as Zander started to slap the brush against her ass. The spanking was hard and fast, the ivory landing on first one
cheek, then the other. The familiar warm, tingly feeling spread through her; it intensified as Zander spanked her harder, and harder.
He slowed
once, rubbing the ivory against her burning ass and then seconds later he started again. By the time he was done, Justice's ass was on fire.
Without words, he lifted her off his lap. She turned and straddled him, standing long enough for Zander to unzip his jeans and take out his hard length. She was so wet, she slipped onto him easily, grasping his shoulders, she moved up and down, savoring the feel of his bare skin against her.
His finger found her clit, and he rubbed as she moved.
"Zander!"
Justice's clit tightened as her body seized in orgasm. Inside her, Zander stiffened. She knew he was filling her, coming at the same time she did. Justice's body shook as she settled into his arms, laying her head on his shoulder.
"Justice," he whispered. "There's something I need to tell you. The other night, I…"
"I know," she said, lifting her head to look down at him. "It's okay. If I didn't love you, I'd be mad, but I'm not. I'm going to be Mrs. Zander McMillian, and if there are little McMillians running around, so much the better. But I'm on the pill, remember? So we still have time."
"We have time for everything. We've solved the age-old mystery, and we have a house to fix, and a wedding to plan. We're going to be busy."
"But we have time for this." Zander slapped his hand against her ass.
"Always," Justice said as she leaned in for a kiss. "Always."
Rita Lawless grew up with her time divided between Colorado and Texas. A lifelong reader, Rita started writing after characters invaded her mind and refused to leave until she told their stories. A former teacher, she now spends her time at the keyboard and playing with her family of felines.
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