The Weekend Wife by Toni Blake

Author:Toni Blake [Blake, Toni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Max moved briskly toward the closet and opened the sliding door, stepping inside. Then he grabbed Kimberly’s wrist and pulled her in with him, although it was close quarters, the move crushing their bodies together. Apparently the house’s owners used this space for storage as it was crammed with boxes and garment bags.

A murmured curse left him as he attempted to find a more comfortable position behind her. “Try turning around,” he whispered, so she did, plastering her back against his front. He slid the door shut just before they heard Carlo enter the room.

Max stood statue still, waiting for something to happen. Two things promptly did. He heard Carlo puttering around. And Kimberly shifted her weight from one foot to the other, moving against his torso in the process.

And he was getting aroused. That quickly. Jesus. His erection pressed into her bottom through their clothing.

He wanted to bang his head against the wall. Somebody put me out of my misery. Why couldn’t he stop this? He’d as much as blamed her earlier, but the fault was all his. His and his uncontrollable desire for her. And how could he be getting so hard now, while they were hiding in the closet, while they were in direct danger of being discovered? This was not the time to lose control of himself again—and considering that their bodies were practically cemented together, there was nothing he could do to keep her from feeling it. Things were going quickly from bad to worse.

“This is Carlo,” Max heard him say outside the closet. That puttering must have resulted in a phone call. “Yeah, you should see this place, man—out of this world.”

Hmm, so someone else knew Carlo was here. That was a beginning—the start of a clue.

Which, by all rights, should have taken Max’s mind off his pants and fully into his job, yet that didn’t appear to be happening. What was going on down there didn’t exactly seem to be a matter of the mind. He grew more and more rigid against Kimberly’s soft bottom and wondered how much she felt it.

“They’re loaded,” Carlo said, and then he lowered his voice so that Max could just make out the next part. “Haven’t seen most of the goods yet, but the husband has been talking them up like they’re the crown jewels. Ought to be a hell of a heist.”

Okay, this was big. Whoever Carlo was talking to knew he was here to steal jewelry. Did he have a partner in crime? Keep talking, Carlo. Tell me what I need to know.

Though at the same time, Max couldn’t help thinking: Get off the phone, Carlo, before one of us in here loses our balance and goes tumbling out the door—and before my preoccupation with my partner’s body becomes any more obvious than it already must be. He couldn’t believe how much he wanted to touch her, even now.

“They asked me to stay the weekend—not sure if it’ll stretch out any longer than that.”

No, he more than wanted to touch her.

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