Burns So Bad (Smoke Jumpers) by Anne Marsh Read Free Book Online Page B

and lock that door. Otherwise, I’ll be coming after you. I’ll have you
    naked and underneath me so fast, you won’t have time for regrets.”
    Right
    now her only regret was that she’d decided he was off-limits for tonight.
    “Maybe
    I don’t want to play nice,” she said, echoing his earlier words, and tugged him
    towards her. She knew her lips
    were swollen and damp from his touch, but the erection punching the front of
    his jeans promised he wanted more of her.
    Instead,
    he stepped back. Suddenly, she had all the options in the world. Left, right,
    forward or backward. She had her pick, and all she wanted was Rio.
    “Go
    inside, Gia. Dream of me,” he growled, tracing her lips with a finger. “You
    want us to stay professional, it’s up to you, because I’m warning you right now
    I plan on doing everything I can to make you want me, sweetheart. The next time
    I hold you, I’m taking what I want.”
    Got it.
    She leaned up and brushed his lips
    with hers. “Good night, hotshot.”
    ###
    Rio spent the night not sleeping, so he was a cranky ass
    bastard the next morning and he knew it. After Gia had gone inside, he’d gotten
    back into his truck—reluctantly—and driven the short distance to
    his own place. Too much tequila for her, too much Gia for him. Unfortunately,
    he wanted more and that was a problem.
    She was on his jump team for
    Christ’s sake.
    Now, pulling up at the hangar to
    kick off the workday, he parked the truck harder than he needed to. Spitting
    gravel was vaguely satisfying, but a ten-mile run was just what the doctor had
    ordered to shake things straight in his head. Or his dick. Grabbing his duffel, he strode inside.
    His dick was definitely the
    problem.
    Jack was just stepping out of their
    makeshift office holding the week’s jump list. Slipping up behind his brother
    was child’s play. Jack got in the zone when he was working and backing a Mack
    truck into the hangar probably wouldn’t have broken his concentration as he
    pinned up the list. Sure enough, Jack clearly hadn’t heard him coming, because
    he jumped when Rio’s hand landed on his shoulder.
    “Son of a bitch.” Jack slapped at
    Rio’s hand. “You’ve got to stop with that Ninja stuff. You’re taking years off
    my life.”
    It wasn’t his fault his brother’s
    ears weren’t what they should be. Or that he was possibly walking around in a
    daze of happy love and sex. Reuniting with Lily Cortez had been good for Jack.
    Rio liked the spark of happiness he saw in his eyes. God knew, the Donovans had
    gotten a rough start in life. They’d formed their own family as young boys lost
    in the foster care system, eking out a few rough years on the streets before
    they’d landed with Nonna. Nonna had been their first happy ending, taking the
    three boys under her wing and raising them with love. Now, it looked like both
    Jack and Evan had found second happy endings with the women they loved.
    Which was great.
    Rio was happy for them.
    He just had no intention of joining
    them on the monogamy and marriage train. So he looked over his brother’s
    shoulder, trying to read the list, and shrugged.
    “You should listen better,” he
    said.
    “Right.” Jack speared the
    eight-by-eleven with a red thumbtack. “I’ll get right on that. Or you could try
    scuffing your feet.”
    They had this conversation
    regularly. Jack would complain about Rio’s super stealth skills. Rio would
    dodge the underlying question and counter with his own slurs at Jack’s hearing
    and general agility. On the best days, their bickering degenerated into an
    impromptu wrestling match.
    So, no, he wasn’t answering the
    unspoken question. Jack didn’t need to know where Rio had spent the years Jack
    had been working for the U.S. military. Not only would that have violated
    several direct military orders that he didn’t give a crap about, but it would
    have dragged Jack into the dark world of covert ops. There was no reason to
    share the