Maverick (North Ridge #2) by Karina Halle

Author:Karina Halle [Halle, Karina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Metal Blonde Books

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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Maverick

“John!”

I blink and look over at Fox. It’s rare that he calls me by my real name.

“What?” I ask. I’m standing out on the deck that takes up the whole front of the house. Because of where the chalet is built at the base of the mountain, we have a pretty sweet view over the town, the river, and the valley stretching beyond. You can even make out a few of the barns at Ravenswood. Or, at least you could, if the cloud cover wasn’t so low it obscured half the town.

“I’ve been calling you for the last few minutes,” he says gruffly, brows knit together. He’s in a mood, I can already tell. “Couldn’t you hear me?”

“I was looking at the view,” I say as he comes over.

He looks over the foggy landscape and cocks a brow. “Right. What’s with you?”

“Nothing?”

“You’ve been locked in your head for the last few days. That’s not like you. What’s up?”

“Nothing,” I repeat. Nothing I want to get into anyway. The fact is, I’ve been thinking about Riley non-stop. I can’t get her out of my damn head, not even for a second. I haven’t seen her since that night in the gear room. In fact, because I haven’t seen her—our schedules aren’t crossing—I’m starting to wonder if that night ever happened.

Because, fuck, that was the best sex I’ve ever had. I mean…Jesus. The first time I’m inside her and she lets me act out the dirty fantasies I’ve had about her since the day we met. I don’t know what guy at North Ridge SAR hasn’t thought about tying someone up in climbing rope and fucking them senseless.

It’s almost too good to be true. No, Riley is too good to be true. That little minx is like God dropped off the world’s most perfect woman right on my doorstep. Only when I look at the package closer, it says “do not touch.”

I certainly didn’t listen. I touched her everywhere I could. As much fun as it was to have her tied up like that, wanting and waiting and vulnerable, it was hard as hell trying to keep myself together. I’m surprised I lasted as long as I did. I’m surprised at a lot of things.

But I’m not surprised about my feelings for her. That little taste was everything and yet wasn’t enough. I’m hungry. I’m like a fucking junkie. Her skin, her taste, her breathless little sounds—it’s all that can satisfy me right now.

Of course, I don’t want to discuss any of that with Fox, though I can tell he wants to ask. I always kiss and tell, but not this time.

“Okay,” he says. “Well, I’m heading up the hill for a ski? Want to come?”

“Nah,” I tell him. “I should take Chewie to the dog park.”

He watches me intently and then seems satisfied with that answer. “Does that poodle still have a crush on her?”

“It’s hump city. Population: Chewie.”

But that’s all a lie. Not the poodle thing, there is a poodle at the dog park called Rubble that likes to hump Chewie all day long.

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