Free Read — An Unplanned Rendezvous Part 5

Getting to the end, I promise.

An Unplanned Rendezvous

She stiffened in his arms. “You’re not denying it?”

Luke slid his right hand down her back toward her bottom, locking his arm under her knees and sweeping her up to his naked chest. She froze as laughter echoed around them, followed by male cat-calls and the soft sighs of women. She slapped at his firm back as he carried her toward his patio and deposited her into a lounge chair.

Her friend and his brother were no where around.

They were alone.

“So, you’re finally going to tell me the truth?” She leaped from the lounger and twisted toward him, hands clamped tight to her sides. “You’ve gotten me alone, so start talking.”

Laughter roared from him. “You’re the only person I’ve ever allowed to speak to me this way, you know that?”

She didn’t say a word.

“I remember the first time we met,” he said, settling his firm bottom into the lounger. He pulled her down on top of him, trapping her tight to his hard arousal. “You pushed me out of your way so you could see my dad’s man demolish that old building.”

“Let me go.”

Luke tightened his hands harder around her waist. “No, I don’t think so.”

She froze and backed her upper body away from him. “You don’t think so?”

His laughter roared louder, intensifying her need to slap his enormous ego down a few degrees. She softened against him, playing his hands over the warm, smoothness of his bare back. His fingers relaxed at her waist as he caressed the tips of them up her spine, sending a rush of remember heat through her. He’d always been able to do this to her, with a simple touch, a single sweet word. And her body craved it now, yet…

“I missed you, Annie.”

She jerked her hands from his back and pushed hard at his chest. He fell backward to the lounger, devilish smirk burning into her resolve as his fingers trailed heat over her upper body. A sigh escaped her before she could stop it. His hands gentled over her face, traveling down the slope of her cheek to her neck. Something sweet and soft and real filled his glance for only a moment before he grabbed her arm and shook his head.

“No, honey,” he said, lifting up easily from the lounger. He set her down on her feet near the table and sank into one of the chairs. “You did the same thing to me three years ago. I’m not going to allow you to use me that way again.”


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