Miss Firecracker by Lorelei James

Author:Lorelei James
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781605045948
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2009-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Blake led Willow up the dark staircase to the apartment.

What about Willow brought out his beastly side? He’d never acted so aggressive. Was he giving her something to remember him by? Or a reason for her to ask him to stick around?

And Willow’s uninhibited response had stunned him. Especially dropping to her knees and sucking him off in the storeroom with a bar full of people right outside the door.

She stopped abruptly, knocking him slightly off balance. He turned but he could hardly see her. What’s wrong?

You weren’t even listening to me.

Sorry. You’re right.

You aren’t going to lie?

I don’t lie. Besides, what’d be the point? Blake backed down a couple of steps until they were almost eye-to-eye. But I will give you an excuse.

What?

I was thinking about you. How sexy it was you were all in for the games we played. He tucked a stray hair behind her ear. I can’t wait to do it again. Does that make me a pig?

Willow watched him intently.

Blake kept stroking his thumb over her temple. Will?

I’ve never met anyone like you, she blurted.

Is that good or bad?

Good. I think. But being with you makes me want to do very bad things.

Things are only bad if they’re illegal or if someone gets hurt. And as far as I can tell, nothin’ you and I have done qualifies on any level.

She retained a skeptical look and Blake figured he needed to lighten up.

He smooched her forehead, her nose, her chin and her throat. You hungry?

You’d cook for me at two in the morning?

I’d cook for you anytime you asked, sunshine. So, how about a buffalo chicken wrap?

Sounds yummy. I am pretty starved, she admitted.

I’ll fix you up.

Inside the apartment, Blake flipped on the lamps in the living room. He glanced at her and grinned. Let me slip into something more comfortable and clean up before I get busy cooking.

Feeling a little sticky?

Blake let his gaze drop between her thighs. No more sticky than you are I imagine.

That got her. She blushed.

He smiled again. Smirked really. Make yourself at home. I’ll be right back.

Blake ended up jumping in the shower. After running a comb through his tangled curls, he slipped on a baggy pair of faded cargo shorts and a sleeveless T-shirt with Healing Touch Massage emblazoned on the front.

He saw her sifting through the pile of paperbacks on the coffee table. Bathroom’s all yours.

Without turning around, she asked, Are these your books?

Yeah.

Have you read all of them?

Most of ‘em.

Really?

Why did she sound surprised he liked to read?

Willow held up a thriller. What did you think of this one?

He shrugged. Left me a little cold. Seemed the author wanted me to know he’d done his research. Too much worthless information in it. He paused. Have you read it?

I started it, but I put it down after I stumbled across the first sex scene. Her shoulders shook with a mock shudder. It was horrible. Very unrealistic.

No kidding.

She shoved it on the table and picked up the next book in the stack.

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