The Stand-In by Leo Rosanna

Author:Leo, Rosanna [Leo, Rosanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Published: 2015-02-08T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Patrick barely remembered the drive home. He knew he’d obeyed the laws of the road, and thankfully hadn’t run anyone down in his haste to leave the Coral Reef, but beyond that, the journey was a muddle. He’d barely stopped thinking of Winn long enough to plan his route, and somehow the blinking city lights had just led him home. Thank Christ for that.

Even now, as he got out of the Mazda, slamming his door, he imagined how it would feel to sink into her sweet heat. As he opened her door for her, her perfume teased and he fought the urge to lay her down in the car. Unfortunately, the Mazda was too compact. He made a mental note to make his next vehicle a limo.

His hands shaking, he helped her out of the car and they walked hand in hand toward the door of his townhome. He hoped his nosy neighbors weren’t home this evening because he planned to elicit a lot of loud noises from Winn. Hell, he hoped to make a few himself.

As they got to his door, both of them very quiet, he shoved his key in the lock and turned. He knew he should feel more conflicted about this. He should have gone to Jake as soon as he realized his attraction to Winn. And now that he could admit it, he knew he’d been attracted from the get-go. Not in a frivolous, I’ll-call-you-sometime kind of way. Really attracted. Goddamn hypnotized. Even more so now that he’d seen the beauty of her stifled orgasm. He should have washed his hands of the assignment and worked his other contacts. Besides, he honestly didn’t think the readers of Player would give a shit about a story featuring bridesmaids. Not unless it featured a naked spread of said bridesmaids.

No, he’d allow himself a small dose of fun with Winn and then he’d politely tell Jake to shove his ridiculous assignment. He would then crawl back to Dietrich and beg him for his old job, or even a job in the mail room at the Torontonian. He simply wasn’t Player material, not in life and not in his work. No matter what the world thought of him.

Okay, Paddy. Mull over your job prospects later. Winn is about to get naked for you.

He locked the door behind them and leaned back against it, watching as she moved into the living space.

“You have a gorgeous home,” she murmured, running her hand along the back of the leather couch.

He glanced around as she surveyed the scene and immediately saw any number of surfaces on which he’d like to lay her naked body. The kitchen island. The wooden coffee table. The carpeted stairs leading to the second floor. So many possibilities. “Thanks.” He dropped his keys on the hall table. “So, do you want a drink or something?”

She turned to face him, her brow etched in worry, even as hope danced in her eyes. “No. I, um…you’re the first since Mike. I’m a little nervous.

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