His Conspiracy Girl (Emerald City #4) by Allyson Lindt

Author:Allyson Lindt [Lindt, Allyson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0125UT5S0
Publisher: Acelette Press
Published: 2015-08-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Camden listened to the last of the coffee sputter from the coffee maker, and inhaled the rich smell filling the kitchen. His thoughts still tingled with a different scent. With images of being buried inside Ana, the soft floral of her hair, the sound of her gasps, and the feeling of her wrapped around him. And it had been incredible waking up with her in his arms. It was tempting to dive into those memories a little longer.

The latch on the bedroom door clicked, and she strolled out. Her arms stretched over her head, as she pulled her hair back into a loose ponytail. It elongated every line and curve of her figure. He couldn’t help watching the way she moved. There was a tinge of disappointment inside that she was wearing her own clothes from yesterday, and not one of his shirts. He obliterated the notion before it could become more. It wasn’t like she was moving in. Something in his chest twinged.

Her gaze met his, and he smiled. “Morning,” she said.

I adore that smile. He shook the words away. “Hey. Coffee?”

She dropped into a stool across from him, and leaned with her forearms on the counter. “God, yes. Please. Creamer, lots of sugar.”

He couldn’t help his laugh at the exaggerated tone. He prepped her drink, and set it in front of her. “Didn’t sleep well?”

“Slept better than I have in ages. But someone”—she fixed an exaggerated glare on him, smile threatening to obliterate the whole look—“kept me up most of the night.”

That made him laugh louder. “I’d apologize, but I’m not sorry.”

“I kind of wish I didn’t have to get back to work this morning.”

Right, reality. The rest of it sank in, snatching away another layer of his good mood. “You’re welcome to come back and finish what you started.”

She raised her brows, mouth twisted in amusement. “I think we did that last night. At least a couple of times.”

She had to have known he was talking about the documentary, but didn’t the teasing. And the temptation was there to pin her to the wall, kiss away that smirk, and do it a couple more times. It was time to move past that, though. “I meant the biography. I promise to behave this time.”

His own comment yanked loose a group of thoughts he’d managed to tuck away for the last twenty-four hours. He didn’t want to be dwelling now, damn it.

She tilted her head, studying him. “I appreciate it. I promise to tread a little more gently.”

The part of him that wanted to joke about her liking it rough was being shoved aside by the reality of what she meant by treading lightly. “You know, if you’re interested in the real story about the accident—”

“No.” Her entire spine went rigid, and she glared at him.

Whoa, he hadn’t expected that. “I didn’t even finish yet.”

She relaxed her expression but not her posture. “I’m sorry. Instinct got the best of me. You were saying?”

Hesitation slid through him. But he had to do this.

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