High Heat (Hard Hitters #1) by Linda Morris

Author:Linda Morris [Morris, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00LMGLY8I
Publisher: InterMix
Published: 2015-06-15T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The ring of her phone had Sarah fumbling on the nightstand. She should have silenced it, but she hadn’t expected to be sleeping in. The reason she’d slept in, along with some lovely aches and twinges in her lower body, had her smiling even as she picked up the phone.

She checked the readout to make sure it wasn’t her dad.

Whew. It was Paul. Safe to answer.

“Yes?”

“Are you nuts?” The shout had her pulling the phone away from her ear in a hurry. She sat up and rearranged a pillow behind her. Maybe it hadn’t been safe to answer after all.

“Hi, Paul. It’s nice to talk to you too. Do you ever call me other than when I’m in bed and you need to yell at me?”

“What are you doing still in bed? It’s ten AM.” She couldn’t miss the suspicion in his voice and winced. She really should not have let that slip.

“Catching up on some email,” she lied. No point telling him she was sleeping off a night of highly enjoyable, wanton behavior with his old college buddy. Nope, none at all.

“You must not be responding to mine, then, because I’ve emailed you three times since yesterday.”

“Sorry, I’ve been awfully busy what with the road trip and the press conference last night.” And having bed-shaking, body-rocking sex with that bad boy you keep warning me about.

She had to bite her lip to hold back a giggle. Who knew a naughty secret could be so much fun?

“Not to mention the bus ride. Don’t forget about that.”

Ah. Now we come to the crux of the matter. “Yes, I rode on the bus. Like all the other team personnel. What of it?”

“You know what of it.”

“What, you’re taking Dad’s side? I thought we agreed he was ridiculous and old-fashioned.”

“I’m not talking about Dad. I’m talking about that little scene with Tom. You know, where he threw his cape down over the mud for you and made Reedy let you on the bus.”

“It was very sweet.” She could have bitten her tongue as soon as she spoke. That had sounded like something her love-struck teenaged self would have said.

“Oh, Tom’s never short of sweetness, especially when he’s trying to get in some woman’s pants.”

“I don’t think that had anything to do with why he did that.” Best to skirt that whole issue of who had gotten in whose pants and why. That subject couldn’t bear a lot of scrutiny right now, with her body still worn out and delightfully achy from lovemaking. Sex, she corrected herself. They’d had sex, not made love.

“Yeah? If he wasn’t trying to get in your pants, why would he bother?”

“Because he saw an injustice and wanted to right it, that’s why.”

His laugh wasn’t kind. “Oh, sure. Tom Cord, crusader for justice. In between hanging out in bars and screwing everything in a skirt, I’m sure he’s making the world a better place. Grow up, Sarah.”

His words hit her like a blow. She had to take a few breaths before she could frame a coherent response.

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