Burn (L.A. Untamed #2) by Ruth Clampett

Author:Ruth Clampett [Clampett, Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01G7GZGGS
Publisher: Clampett Studio
Published: 2016-06-06T23:00:00+00:00

Joe is waiting for me when I get home later that night. I know because he’s left a scrawled note taped to my front door.

Get you and that sexy dress you’re wearing over to my place. I’ll be on the roof waiting. I’ve got a bottle of wine and all the stars lit up just for you.

With my heart pounding, I unlock my front door and kick off my heels. One shoe lands on the coffee table and the other on the couch as I rush to the bedroom for my Keds and a sweater.

Less than a minute later I’m scaling the ladder along the side of Betty. I pause when I’m near the top. I’m excited—I’ve never wanted to see him more.

“Hey,” I say as I finally step up onto the roof.

I know it’s night, but his dark eyes are bright as his shimmering gaze moves from my face, slowly down my body. The corners of his mouth turn up when he sees the Keds. “Where are your heels?”

“I changed shoes since they aren’t exactly ladder crawling friendly. Why?”

“I want the heels.”

“Well, too bad. At least I kept the dress on.”

“Hmmm,” he says as he surveys me. “You have to know . . . you make me crazy, woman.”

My breath hitches. “I do?”

“Hell yes. I’ve been up here imagining taking this dress off of you.” His fingers tug on the bottom of the dress’ hem.

“Are you going to take it off me up here?” I ask as I bite my lip.

“Perhaps.”

He’s such a tease.

I sink down into my lawn chair and watch him pour me a glass of wine. It’s a warm night and moonless, the inky black sky dusted with stars. He hands me my plastic cup and I take a long sip.

“So did Jeanine keep the men away from you like I asked her to?”

“Well, Malcolm the waiter was a little overly attentive, but other than that, yes, we were in the clear.”

“Good,” he says quietly as he takes a drink of his wine.

I sit with my head tipped back to watch the sky. I love the quiet beauty of a night sky—some may find the darkness foreboding, but I find it hopeful. Sometimes your heart can feel things more clearly in the dark, when not muddled by the light.

“Can I confess something?” I ask after finishing off my cup of cabernet. My dress has inched up high on my thighs and his gaze continues to linger there.

He nods, his expression suddenly wary like he’s gearing up for another one of my frank revelations. “Sure. What?”

“I’ve never felt like this.”

“Like what?”

“Like I’d do anything to please you.”

“Really?”

I notice his hands tighten over the armrests on his lawn chair.

“Yes, really. I’m starting to worry that I’m obsessed with you. Jeanine was impressed with you and warned me that I should do whatever I can to make you happy. And what’s weird is that despite my self-protective nature, I want to do that for you.”

“Trisha,” he whispers.

I hold out my hand.

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