Breathless Temptation [Texas Stallions 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Morgan Fox Read Free Book Online

meet his gaze. “What?”
    “I want you to stay with me for a few days.”
    She shook her head vigorously. “Oh, no, I couldn’t do that.”
    His brow furrowed, wondering what was so wrong with staying with him. He was her safest bet in this town. He was the damn sheriff. “Why?” he snapped, suspicion pummeling his brain. “Is it because of Hunter?”
    “No, of course not, but I also don’t feel right about staying with a man I just met.”
    The slow arch in his brow deepened, and he felt the muscles in his jaw tick. “You know me better than anyone else in this town, plus you know who and what I am. How could that not be your best option?”
    She huffed. “My best option is to get the hell out of this town.”
    He frowned. “Right, are you going to steal a car?”
    “Shit!” she hissed and pushed him away. “You know, you really are annoying, and I hate you right now.”
    “Fine, hate me all you want for trying to keep you safe. I don’t care. Now, pack up your belongings and get your ass in my truck.” She gasped. Her eyes were so wide, he saw mostly white. “Don’t look at me like that, Delilah. I don’t care if you have a temper tantrum all the way to my house and hate my guts forever. You’re not staying here, and I’m not leaving you alone, so get your ass moving.”
    He practically growled at her, but at that point he just couldn’t take her whining and crying over something she couldn’t control. She had to get a clue that this asshole had it out for her, and she could either run scared for the rest of her life or stay and fight. He preferred she fought.
    He flipped open his cell phone and quickly dialed the station, requesting his deputy get out to the motel immediately to document the scene. This was just another incident that could help them nail Warren Michaels. Clay was prepared to give his own statement of what he discovered on his arrival, but getting Delilah away from here was a priority. He had to get her to safety first.
    He stood by the door, keeping an eye on everything as she mumbled to herself and packed her suitcase. If he didn’t think the situation was so serious, he would’ve laughed. She was acting like a spoiled child, and he was sure no one had ever spoken to her a day in her life the way he had. Honestly, he couldn’t help it. He had to get her to see things his way. Leaving her here where Warren obviously knew where to find her was not the brightest idea, especially since he’d clearly left his panty-abduction calling card for her to find. With him was the perfect place for her to stay.
    Nudging her way past him, she tried to toss her suitcase into the back of his truck. Reaching around her to grab the suitcase, he said, “Here, let me help.” Instantly, she shoved him aside using her elbow, and he bit his lip. He wanted to curse, but he merely pressed his teeth together. “You know you just assaulted an officer?”
    “Really, I thought I was assaulting a jackass.”
    He pulled the suitcase from her fingers and put it in the back. She was lashing out at him because she was scared. He understood that. Warren apparently knew where she was and that was freaking her out. Clay was simply a convenient target. “I’ve been called worse.”
    Huffing out a breath, she hopped up into the truck, and he closed the door after her. This woman was likely to be the death of him. She burned hotter than a fire and colder than an artic wind. He was certainly going to have his hands full.
     
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    Settling in the guest bedroom at Clay’s house, she didn’t bother unpacking much. She had no intentions of staying long. In fact, in the morning, she had every purpose in mind to find the nearest car dealership and buy herself a new car even if it was the biggest pile of shit on the lot.
    With a heavy sigh, she sat down on the twin bed and was pleasantly surprised to find that the mattress wasn’t as hard as a rock. The room itself was even serene, peaceful. Clay didn’t