Strong Heat (A Strong Family Novel) by Niobia Bryant

Author:Niobia Bryant [Bryant, Niobia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780758287168
Amazon: 075828716X
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2013-12-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“Hold up, Lisha.”

She looked up in surprise at Kael walking out onto the porch. She was just about to climb into the passenger seat of Logan’s truck and the loud diesel was already roaring with life. “What do you want, Kael?” she asked, more than exasperated with him.

“I want to talk to you,” he said.

“Go talk to Bea,” she snapped, climbing into the truck and slamming the door.

“Bea?” he asked. “What the hell do I want to talk to her for?”

He came down the stairs and reached for the door handle.

Lisha clutched the top of door through the open window and tugged to keep it closed.

He pulled.

She tugged.

Logan chuckled.

Kael cockily used just one hand and jerked the door open with one hard jerk that showed his strength over her. He reached in and grasped her upper arms to lift her out the truck and down onto her sneakered feet. Lisha childishly kicked his shin and Kael howled out in pain.

When she turned to climb back into the truck, he reached out and wrapped one strong arm around her waist to hold her writhing body against his.

Lisha tried like hell to loosen his steel-like arm around her, even digging her nails into his brown flesh and pummeling her fists anywhere her arms could reach. Finally giving up, she dropped her hands and released ragged breaths. “Mr. Strong, please tell Kael to put me down,” she requested, eyeing him as he sat in the driver’s seat and watched them with amusement.

“I will . . . if you promise to stand there and listen to him,” he said. “Please.”

“I don’t need your help, Dad,” Kael said.

Logan ignored him and continued to eye Lisha. “Please,” he said.

In the weeks since she’d been working with him she knew that one word had not been an easy one for him to say and so Lisha nodded.

“Let her down, boy,” Logan said.

“I’m not a little boy,” Kael said.

Logan lowered his head to make sure his son could see his eyes. “Let her down, Kael,” he said again in that no-nonsense voice that demanded and received respect.

Moments later Lisha was on solid ground. She turned and glared at him. “What do you have to talk to me about?” she asked.

Suddenly the door of the truck slammed closed and the diesel sounded off as Logan revved the engine. “Make sure you get her back to my house, son,” he called out the window before accelerating forward.

Lisha whirled again. “Mr. Strong,” she called behind him even as his truck got smaller with the growing distance.

Kael chuckled.

“What the hell is funny about being stranded?” she asked him.

“You’re not stranded,” he said.

Lisha just shook her head and moved past him to sit on the steps of the porch. She was steamed and could steadily feel the heat of her anger rising until she thought the top of her head might blow off. “Look, I’m pretty sure Bea wouldn’t agree with you being here with me, so could you take me to my car?” she demanded, looking up at him as he walked over to stand above her.

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