Guarding the Quarterback (Champions of the Heart #1) by Liz Matis

Author:Liz Matis [Matis, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780990884842
Amazon: B01DCX742S
Publisher: Little Hondo Press
Published: 2016-04-18T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Alexa

He was magnificent. He was still an ass. But what an ass.

Dean Walker, the ultimate male specimen, coming at my command was an erotic sight to behold. I was a bad-ass vixen worthy of my own comic book series. Who was I kidding? If I was so bad-ass, I would’ve climbed in his bed and onto his beautiful cock. Instead I was no better than a voyeur watching on as he pleasured himself, his gaze full of want, blazing at me until he closed his eyes as his body shook and he shouted my name like a war cry.

To be honest, I’d shocked myself to my core, but as it wore off the recriminations began. I was a hypocrite of the worst kind. All those times I berated my male colleagues for sleeping with clients, and the first time I was tempted I’d surrendered to my base desires.

My mind reasoned with my conscience that I hadn’t really crossed the line. I was in the clear. After all, my clothes were still on. I hadn’t laid a finger on him, even though his body was created for hands-on exploration. In fact, I was a pillar of professionalism. Yeah, right. Dean had no shame and apparently neither did I.

Would Dean use this as an excuse to get me fired? Use it as blackmail to get me to do more?

Please, please use it as blackmail to get me to do more. No!

His body relaxed and his hand stilled. I headed for the master bath to get him a towel. Any excuse to escape the awkward moment that would ensue when he opened his eyes. Anything to get away from the mistake I’d just made.

I delayed my return, using the bathroom. I avoided looking in the mirror as I washed my hands. I didn’t know what I would see. Regret? Desire? After enough dawdling, I walked back in. If I was lucky, he’d be asleep.

“There you are.”

The smoky timbre of his voice created swirls of want inside me.

“For a second I thought I’d dreamed the whole thing.” He patted the empty space beside him. “Come here.”

Instead I threw the towel to his chest.

“Thanks. I think.” He swept the towel across his body. “Alexa, talk to me.”

The lights suddenly flickered, then darkness enveloped the room. Had the stalker saved me? Yep, I’d rather face off against a bad guy than talk to Dean about what just happened.

I grabbed my gun from the nightstand. “Wait here.”

“Bullshit.” He tossed the towel aside and swung his feet to the floor.

I didn’t have time to argue with him. A sane man would have stayed hidden. Only a crazy one would go naked to a gunfight.

I couldn’t control Dean, at least not without holding a gun on him, so I concentrated on what I could control. I itched to bypass the guest bathroom and workout room, but I was thorough and gave them a cursory scan before closing the doors. With my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I approached the living area.

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