In the Fast Lane by Audra North

Author:Audra North [North, Audra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781466889026
Google: owFpCAAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 25664257
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2014-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Ranger Colt was in her house for the second night in a row.

Just one room away. Probably sleeping like a baby.

Unlike Kerri, who was staring up at the ceiling and wondering if her inability to sleep was some kind of punishment for lusting after the enemy.

Except … he wasn’t the enemy. At least, not anymore.

Last night, they’d gotten to her place and she’d barely managed to put out a towel and show him to the guest room without falling asleep. As soon as she’d made sure he was set with whatever he needed, she’d trudged into her own room, stripped off her clothes, and sunk into her bed, out within seconds.

In the morning, they’d been off immediately, back to the garage to finish up the fine tuning on Lee’s truck and get it loaded into the container to be driven out to Kansas City tomorrow. After that, it was more work on her own car. Between everything else, she’d gone for a run, had a conference call with Cran-Tasty and another with Bee-Well, and somehow managed to eat a sandwich.

Ranger had spent much of the day in one of the garage’s offices, on the phone with everyone from sales reps in automotive shops to potential sponsors. He’d worked hard today. Just as hard as yesterday. Despite how he’d initially come across as some hard-gunning, heavy-handed jerk, he hadn’t once acted superior to any of the guys. He’d taken their suggestions and made some of his own. He’d been curious about every last detail, not just because he had to work out how to best manage the company, but because he actually cared.

Or at least seemed to.

So why was it that she was the only one who seemed to rub him the wrong way? Could he tell how much she wanted him? Did it make him nervous? Yesterday morning on the plane, he had returned her kiss even though there was no “real” reason to do so. There hadn’t been any cameramen or reporters—no one but her and him in the row of seats.

But they hadn’t talked about it afterward, and she’d assumed he had just done it to rile her up.

And if that were the case, he’d failed miserably. That is, he’d roused something in her, but it wasn’t anger. She’d never wanted a man more than she wanted Ranger Colt.

She hoped that didn’t signal the Apocalypse or anything.

“Ow!” A muffled yelp, followed by what sounded like someone hopping around on one foot, came from the hallway. She sat up in her bed, peering into the darkness.

“Ranger?”

The noises stopped abruptly. Silence for a long beat, and then … “Fuck.”

Grinning, Kerri leaned back and switched on the lamp on her nightstand. “Is everything okay?”

A shadowy figure appeared in the doorway, leaning on the frame, and Kerri nearly stopped breathing.

No. Shirt.

Ranger wasn’t wearing a shirt.

Where did his shirt go?

Where did his shirt go? All that muscle and broad chest and warm skin is on display in front of you and all you can think is where his shirt disappeared to? Look at him!

“I am.

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