Blind Love (Sulfur Heights Series) by M.S. Brannon Read Free Book Online Page A

familiar voice of Delilah floods the kitchen.
    “You know how bad that is for you. It’s practically liquid diabetes. Especially when that’s all I ever see you drink besides liquor.”
    Finishing the remaining contents, I toss the can in the trash and let out a huge burp. Delilah ha s look of revulsion on her face; scrunching her nose up, causing her brow to wrinkle. She’s already starting to get on my nerves. Now it’s my turn.
    “You know, cupcake , you have the cutest little wrinkle above your nose when you scour at me.” I tap my finger just above her nose, pointing out exactly where the indent deepens.
    Expelling a deep breath , she says, “Jake, you’re not living up to your promise already.” She takes a step back and crosses her arms over her chest. Yep, she is so sexy when she’s annoyed. Another reason I need to keep it up.
    As best as I can, I shrug my shoulders, my arms following along with them, and spread a look of innocence across my face. “What?”
    “You called me cupcake , and per our agreement, if I go do crazy stuff with you, you would stop with the stupid, little comments. Shall I go back to my room?” She’s giving me an ultimatum, but what she still hasn’t realized is that she wants to go crazy just as much as I do.
    “ Listen, I don’t do ultimatums, so if you want to go back into your room that’s fine. Do what you want; you’re a grown ass woman. But I will tell you, if you don’t come, you’re missing out on one of the biggest thrills a person could ever have.”
    “Why are you so frustrating? All I want is for you to stop calling me cupcake. Is that so hard to ask?” Delilah’s reddening face is evident. She’s getting pissed. God, how I love to get under her skin. Her reaction makes me want to keep it up.
    “Like I said , do what you want. We’re leaving in five.” Just to drive my point home, I walk out the door, leaving her with her thoughts and irritation in the kitchen.
    Yes, I did go against what I said and called her cupcake, but I’m not sure I can stop now that I’ve started. Maybe I’ll try, maybe I won’t. Only time will tell. I’m still trying to decide if I want to take that next step with Delilah and actually make her my friend. It’s really hard for me to respect anyone, especially a woman. I can thank my dear old mama for that one.
    When I make my way down the back steps, Jeremy is standing by the Challenger , talking on the phone. “…Thursday night… Yes… Ten, and don’t be a second late.” He abruptly hangs up the phone and shoves it in his pocket. Then he looks at me. “You ready to go, bro?”
    “Almost. What’s going down on Thursday? Did Ronnie line up another race?” I ask.
    “Nah, I’m meeting up with him and some of his contacts to see if we can get more races scheduled away from Sulfur Heights. Apparently, he’s having a hard time finding people who want to take us on.” Jeremy looks down at his watch and back up to me.
    This leaves me completely baffled because we’ve been racing more than we ever have. The better we are , the more people want to take us on and knock us from the top spot. Before I can question him, Delilah makes her way down the stairs and practically stomps toward us.
    “Oh , yeah, she’s coming with us.”
    Jeremy gives me an are-you-serious look. “Tell me someone else is coming along with us or you’re sitting this one out. You can’t leave her standing by herself with this crowd. She’ll be mauled or beat up within five minutes.” Concern spreads all over Jeremy’s face. He’s such a good person, and another reason why we’re completely opposite from each other.
    “Oh , no, I’ll still be shotgun and Delilah will be an extra passenger.” I give Jeremy a wicked smile and he just shakes his head in true Jeremy fashion. He expects nothing less of me. I’m a bastard and he knows it.
    “Hi , Jeremy.” Delilah waves to him and then looks over at me then back to him. “So, here I am.