Point Blank Range (Ranger Ops Book 3) by Em Petrova

Author:Em Petrova [Petrova, Em]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-21T16:00:00+00:00

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What… the fuck… was that? Nealy heard the front door close and knew Linc had gone. Still breathing hard, she glanced over at the plate sitting on the bed. It looked like the man could cook a decent breakfast.

And turn her into a puddle of desire in seconds. Her body still thrummed from the after effects of her orgasm. She reached for the plate. The eggs were already cold, so she just nibbled the toast, amused that he had given her two types of jam because he didn’t know her preference.

Funny thing was, she knew just as little about him.

Except how he looked as the last jet of cum pumped into her body.

She swung her legs out of bed and looked around for her clothes. She found something more comfortable—Linc’s shirt still crumpled on the floor. She picked it up and brought it to her nose automatically, catching a whiff of his musky scent on the cloth.

Which sent her body into overdrive all over again.

She had to think about this rationally.

He revved her libido, that much was obvious. But she’d also realized he wasn’t the man she thought him to be, back in their hospital visit days when he clearly disliked her and she thought he was all testosterone and few brains.

Now, she was embarrassed she’d even thought those things, but she knew he held similar opinions at one time.

She was also humbled that at his low point, he’d called her to come over. Just him asking for her had her melting for him more.

Then he’d pulled his macho act this morning, showing her who was boss in his bed.

She grinned and slipped his shirt over her head. It hung loose on her frame and hit her midthigh, but she felt like a princess in it.

Grabbing the plate, she strode to the kitchen. There she was stunned to find not a single dirty dish in the sink, as she’d expected from any man. She scraped her plate into the trash and looked into the dishwasher. There were the rest of the dirty dishes and he even had the detergent ready. She liked a man who cleaned up after himself. She stowed the dish inside and hit the start button.

With a look around, she saw the whole apartment in a similar state of neatness. Mail stacked in a way that was almost OCD, with the corners lined up perfectly. The pillows on the sofa were plumped and lined along the back. And his boots were even neatly placed side-by-side at the door. A cowboy hat hung on coat rack above the shoes, and too easily she could picture it tugged low over his eyes as he squinted into the sunset.

With nothing to do, she had only herself to worry about. He was gone and wanted her to stay here, but all her things were at the hotel.

She took a quick shower—using his body wash had her pussy clenching all over again—and she dressed in the clothes she’d arrived in.

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