Fast Burn by Lori Foster

Author:Lori Foster
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2018-01-10T15:09:50+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

BRAND DIDN’T LIKE the evasive way Sahara got her phone from her purse and checked for messages.

“Sahara?”

“Hmm?”

She was definitely up to something. “I’m telling you now, don’t get involved.”

In a huff, she lowered the phone and glared at him. “Do you think you could try trusting me just a little?”

“No. Not with this.”

Appearing hurt, she paused and asked, “Do you trust me with anything else?”

He wanted to reassure her, but this was too important to leave open to interpretation. “I trust you to keep your word.”

One slim brow arched. “My word?”

“We had an agreement—and honey, we’re not in the office, and not around your employees.” Brand spared her a quick glance. “That means I’m the boss.”

Silence filled the interior of the car, then he felt her hand on his shoulder.

“Do you have some orders for me, sir?” Her fingers trailed down his arm, off his arm and onto his leg. She curved her hand over his thigh, fingertips dangerously close to his junk. “Something you’d like me to...do?”

Forgetting all about his mother, Brand accused, “Tease.”

“I enjoy teasing you.” Her nails lightly scraped over the denim at his crotch. “Don’t you enjoy it?”

“Yeah.” He enjoyed it a lot. Holding the wheel tight and keeping his gaze on the road, he said, “Maybe you should save the teasing until we’re home in bed, though.”

“It’s a long drive.” Resting her head against the seat back, her smile in place and her gaze steady on his face, she withdrew her hand. “Maybe I’ll just tell you what I’d like to do to you, instead.”

“I’m game.” Hell, he was already half-hard.

Sahara wasn’t one to do anything halfway, and the woman was far from reserved. She boldly detailed her seduction, what she’d like to do to him, how and where she’d do it, leaving out nothing.

By the time they got to the agency, Brand could barely think for wanting her. Sahara’s brand of foreplay nearly torched him.

Yet he still noticed the man standing across from the parking garage, half in the shadow of a shop overhang, his demeanor watchful—until he spotted Brand. Then he became more alert.

Briefly, their gazes held as Brand drove past, but short of stopping in the middle of the road, Brand had no choice but to turn into the garage. As he did so, he glanced into the rearview mirror—and saw no one.

“What?” Sahara asked, giving up her lurid description of where she would kiss him. She twisted to look back through the rearview window. “What’s wrong?”

“Probably nothing,” Brand said. “I saw...someone. He seemed to be watching the agency.”

Frowning, she said, “Describe him.”

“Hard to do. Tall, wearing a hoodie. He was mostly in shadow, away from the lights.”

“I don’t see anyone.”

“Yeah, he disappeared after I spotted him.” Or after he spotted us.

“The man who kidnapped me was enormous. As big as you.”

“This guy looked a little shorter. I’d say six feet tall or so.”

Sahara lost interest. “Not our guy, then.”

Brand wasn’t convinced, so he stayed aware as they entered the building, pausing to speak to the guard.

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