Angel Falling by Audrey Carlan Read Free Book Online Page B

hands on more of his body.
    “Jesus, Angel,” he groaned and sunk his teeth into my lip.
    His kisses turned my insides to jelly. With slow strokes of his thick length we continued to kiss at length, learning what one another liked best. Just as the knobbed crown of his head wept and I’d swirled my thumb around the sensitive tip to drive him crazy, my phone started ringing.
    “Fuck!” Hank cursed.
    The incessant noise was like a beacon, calling back my sanity. What the hell was I doing? The professional in me scoffed at what I was doing, had done, in broad day light with a man I’d known for two seconds.
    Dazed, I jumped off the bed and away from Hank’s warmth. Distance between us right now was a good thing. With one hand I righted my clothing while the other fumbled for the phone. Heat suffused the skin of my cheeks and I knew they would be bright red. Regardless of my embarrassment I couldn’t control the huge grin that split across my face. Giddiness swept through me in waves. It was official; I had lost my ever loving mind.
    “Aspen, are you still at the hospital?”
    “Yes.” Lying would never work with Ollie. He knew me too well.
    “It’s almost eleven and you have a meeting with the stakeholders for Bright Magazine to discuss the issue from yesterday. Remember, the possibilities of a setback on the project?”
    “There will be no setback. That building will be done as promised. We’ll do whatever it takes. I’ll discuss it with Hank; determine what our next steps need to be in his absence.”
    Hank’s gaze followed me as I paced the room. “Are you going to make it here on time?” Oliver asked.
    I looked down at my watch. It would take fifteen minutes to discuss the concern with Hank and at least another twenty minutes to get to AIR headquarters. “My driver’s here at the hospital. I’ll have him take me shortly. I’ll be there for the meeting. Just make our guests comfortable until I arrive.” I rang off with Oliver.
    “What’s the problem with the project? Saw my guys yesterday. They said the accident was contained.” Hank’s concern was evident.
    “Depends on how confident you are in your crew’s ability to continue without you. Do you have any idea who will serve as foreman in your absence?”
    He lifted his hand to his chin and scrubbed it across his face. The sound of those callouses connecting with the newly grown stubble was intoxicating. I craved to run my tongue along its rough edge.
    “If you keep looking at me like that, Angel, you won’t be making it to any meetings today and I’ll discharge myself against medical advice.”
    “You wouldn’t dare!” The man was insane!
    “Oh, but I would. I’ve been sweet on you for a lot longer than you know.” His grin was dangerous. Made me believe he was serious.
    “That won’t be necessary. I think we can both behave like civilized human beings.”
    “Is that what they call it when a sexy woman jacks off a man in a hospital bed … civilized? Well almost jacked me off. Seems as though we got some unfinished business to attend to.” His laugh echoed through the room as he pumped his hips in the air. He was still hard as a rock and oh so tempting.
    No! Not going to happen. Not now. I have to go. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the smirk on my face. He had a point. Instead of rationalizing what we did I made an agreement with myself to not psychoanalyze it and just go with it. If I thought about it too much, embarrassment and shame would ruin the uninhibited moment we’d shared.   
    “Hank, seriously, I need an answer.” He had to realize that it was my responsibility to assure the stakeholders that the project would continue unchanged, even after the accident. “Do you think your crew can handle the job without you to stay on top of them?”
    “I do. I told Mac yesterday to serve as foreman on the project in the interim. In the next week I’ll check on the guys, make sure everything is going as planned. Mac is a