Divine
Page 15
He relaxed his elbow just enough so she could move freely if she wanted. She didn’t. Her sizzling gaze locked on his, scorching his insides until a deep, throaty cough erupted from behind him.
She lowered her leg, sliding it between his arm and the outside of his thigh. The silky skin stroked his palm as her foot slid to the floor. The enticing package of temptation straightened her shirt and tugged on the legs of her jean shorts. “I don’t need a ride,” she clipped, dousing the moment in a cold, not-happening stance, with her arms crossed and her shoulders rigid.
While his mind agreed with the rapid switch, his body did not. He returned to his seat and finished his drink. “I’m out of here.” And tossed a twenty on the counter.
“He’s it to Montana,” Phil said while Pete growled.
“Later.” Travis turned right into the girl who had his blood pressure elevating. “Nice to meet you.”
Her chin quivered and her eyes filled.
Damnit all to hell. How could he resist? He didn’t ignore people, helped when he could. So why not her? All he had to do was put his dick on lockdown, keep his attention on the dark skies, and blast music through his earphones. With his senses in a holding pattern, he’d master this. “If you want a ride, let’s go.”
“You’ve been drinking.”
“You’re a frustrating minks!”
“You’ve been drinking,” she said again as if he hadn’t spoken.
“Go, don’t go. I don’t care.” He scooped his pack from the floor and headed toward the door. “See you guys in a few weeks.”
(End of Sneak Peek)
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