WILD WITH DESIRE(3)

CHAPTER 3 He looked up at the house. Very nice, he thoughtto himself. It was only a small parcel. He grabbed it and headed to the front door. He rang the bell. There was no answer. He tried one more time and was about to see if there was anywhere secure that he could put it on the property. It was a big enough place that he figured that there must be somewhere to stash it. Just as he started looking, a car pulled up into the driveway. It was a small, two- seater sportscar. The windows were tinted so he couldn’t see inside.  He waited for the car to stop and the driver to get out. The door opened. The first thing that he saw was the legs. They seemed to keep going and keep going. He wondered if they would ever end. They were long, toned, and tanned.  The brown color, perfectly even all over, somehow reminded him of Robin. The difference now was that normally he would be reminded of her and feel pangs of sad nostalgia. Not this time. This time he wanted to see more of whoever this woman