Bending the Rules_A Small Town Romance by Tracey Alvarez

Author:Tracey Alvarez [Alvarez, Tracey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07GJNFNZP
Publisher: Icon Publishing
Published: 2018-10-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Tilly didn’t attend the prize-giving at the main stage. Tilly didn’t even finish wandering around the gala or buy one of Mrs. Taylor’s prize-winning jars of blackberry preserve. And she completely forgot to buy one of Jade’s little paintings—this she realized speed-walking away from the playing fields.

As her dad would’ve said, “You’re so discombobulated you don’t know whether you’re Arthur or Martha.”

Discombobulated, yes. But with every trembly, orgasmic aftershock that made her feel as if she were floating two inches above the ground, she definitely knew she was one hundred percent female. Instinct told her to get home before anyone glimpsed her face. Because if they did…busted. Men would guess what she’d been up to by her molten-hot cheeks. Women, the ones she was getting to know a little, anyway, were likely to spot the glaze of confusion in her eyes.

Tilly swept into her house and headed straight for the shower, lathering up with her smelliest body wash to mask Noah’s musky scent. She dried off and even though it was early afternoon, she slipped into her pajamas. Work. That was what she needed to do to keep busy for the rest of the afternoon. Tomorrow she flew to Auckland to spend the rest of Easter weekend with her mum and then attend the dreaded team meeting scheduled for Tuesday morning. By then she needed something juicy to present to the team.

She opened her laptop, laced her fingers together, and stretched them over the keyboard, preparing to knock it out of the park via the blank page. The cursor flashed. Flash…flash…flash. Something juicy. Her character was a homicide detective whose mother had been murdered when he was a teenager and he was driven to solve the cold case of a young prostitute who worked on K-Road ten years ago.

She crinkled her nose, fingers hovering over the keyboard. Nope. Been there, done that.

Her character was a small-town cop who the viewing audience knew wasn’t just a small-town cop. There was something about the walled-up look he sometimes got in his eyes—he was hiding a deep, dark secret—and wild horses or bringing a woman to a screaming climax with his fingers wouldn’t drag it out of him.

Tilly blinked in time with the flashing curser.

Oh, hell no.

Noah Daniels was not getting any head time when she needed to work. But no matter how hard she stared at the screen, no matter how many lines she typed and then deleted, she couldn’t stop thinking about him. About the way he’d gone from passionate to aloof within a heartbeat.

“Stop it, stop it, stop it,” she told the blank screen.

Being only a machine it didn’t respond, so she quit out of her work file and opened her screenplay. She’d just relax her brain’s writing muscle by working on something she actually loved for twenty minutes, then she’d get back into the K-Road world.

Six hours later she resurfaced when her stomach growls grew louder than the space battle taking place on her laptop screen. She stretched the crick out of her spine and glanced around the kitchen.

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