Going Down Hard
Harlequin Blaze
ISBN: 978-0373794720
May 2009
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“I wasn’t going anywhere. I was checking my messages,” she excused quickly. Interesting that she instantly honed in on his suspicion. “Is this how you handle security for your clients? By sneaking up and hounding them?”
“Hounding? C’mon, sweetheart. You and I both know I might sneak under your skin from time to time,” his appreciative gaze trailed a caress over that skin, just like his fingers itched to do, “but I’ve never hounded you. You’re just a little jumpy.”
With good reason, he was about to say. But her sneer stopped him. God, if he wasn’t already crazy about her, that look alone would have sent him over the edge. Pure sexual challenge, the curl of her glistening red lip made crave a taste of the soft flesh.
“I’m only edgy when some huge, irritating guy follows me around for no reason.”
“So you remember me as huge, huh?” he asked with a wicked grin, referencing aloud for the first time their little encounter the month before. Up against the wall, no holds barred sex that had kept him awake many a night craving.
That luscious lower lip fell, just a little, as she stared, speechless. Heat, fast and intense, flashed in her blue eyes. The look, brief though it was, assured him that nothing about their closet encounter had slipped her mind. And, thank god, the swift glance she slid to his zipper guaranteed those moans of pleasure he’d tortured himself with nightly had been the real deal.
“A huge pain in my butt, yes,” she said, as if she wasn’t looking at him like she’d like to take his zipper down with her teeth.
How the hell did she do that? More to the point, why the hell did she do it? The attraction between them was right there, so obvious a blind man could see it. But would she acknowledge it? No. Deal with it? Hell no.
She was driving him nuts.
Screw caution.
Furious, although he couldn’t pinpoint exactly why, Reece strode forward. Two steps was all he needed to bring him close enough to feel her quickening breath against his chest. To see her pupils dilate, whether in fury or the desire she denied, he didn’t care. Any reaction other than disdain would do at this point.
All he cared about was tasting her. Proving to himself that his memories were real.
Before she could snap out whatever snippy thing burning on the tip of her tongue, he grabbed her shoulders. Pulling her close, he grinned down into her shocked face and made a tsking noise.
“Didn’t your momma ever warn you about riling a horny bull, sweetheart?”
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