Caught Between an Oops and a Hard Body (Caught Between series Book 2) by Sheila Seabrook Read Free Book Online

She frowned. “What’s with those names, anyway?”
    A grimace crossed his features. “My dad’s idea. Drives my mom nuts. He probably knew that when he named them.” His gaze dropped to her chest, then back to her face, his eyes crinkled at the corners. “I’ll take Two-For-Birdie. That way, I won’t be far away, you know, in case you decide you need some badness in the middle of the night.”
    Stephanie sighed. What was there about a male wolf that taunted her to step over the line and go howl at the moon? She stilled the shiver working up her spine at the warm feel of his palm against her bare skin. “Sadly, Liz is staying there.”
    “Then I’ll take Three-For-Shot. A little bit further away, but still doable…like you.” He dipped his head closer to her ear and whispered, “I’ve been thinking about you.”
    The words left Stephanie suddenly elated. She pulled back and looked up into his eyes, unable to help the smile that crept out at the edges of her mouth. She’d been so sure he’d forgotten about her. “It was the sex.”
    His mouth quirked up into a sexy grin. “Yeah, that wasn’t too bad, was it?”
    “Not too bad at all,” she murmured. In fact, the sex had been so good that they’d both barely gotten any sleep that night.
    And judging by the growing length of him against her belly, a repeat might be in the nearby future.
    As she stared up at him and he stared back, she wondered if he was waiting for her to make the first move.
    Stephanie grabbed the front of his shirt, and he found her mouth with unerring accuracy, kissing her until all thoughts of troublesome brides and their mothers flew right out of her head.
    His large hands cupped her face, angling her head for a deeper fit of his mouth to hers. Then he shifted his hands down her shoulders and over her arms. Goosebumps broke out on her skin.
    “I’ve been thinking about you non-stop,” he said against her lips. His fingers found the buttons at the front of her shirt. “In fact, I’ve been living with a semi-permanent hard on since I woke up and found you gone.”
    “You could’ve called. I would’ve talked you through the basic steps to relieve yourself.”
    “How could I? You left me a phony number.”
    “I should say sorry, but I’m really not.” She nipped at his chin, then palmed his crotch where his semi-permanent problem had become a full blown bone of contention. “You could have opened your little black book and called someone else.”
    “I have a feeling the wait is going to be worth it.”
    A knock on the door sent her pushing out of his arms and the nausea she’d been fighting all morning returned full force. Stephanie slapped her hand over her mouth and dove for the toilet.
    Liz’s voice carried through the wooden door. “Is everything okay in there?”
    Stone's voice rose above the gagging. “Just fine.”
    “I’m getting changed, then leaving for the airport. I hope everything goes well at the doctor’s office.”
    As the bride’s footsteps disappeared down the hallway, Stephanie heard the soft tread of feet come up behind her.
    “Go away,” she grumbled the first time she could grab a breath, totally embarrassed to have him witness this. “I’m supposed to be working, not fooling around with you.”
    Behind her, water ran and then she felt a cold cloth wipe away the sweat on the back of her neck. When her stomach calmed down, she flushed the toilet, then sank back onto the floor and sat there, weak, exhausted, embarrassed, but somehow glad that he’d chosen to hang around.
    He crouched down in front of her, a frown on his face. “I’m taking you to the doctor and I won’t take no for an answer.”
    She closed her eyes, and let him wipe the cloth across her face and around to the back of her neck. “I suppose I should. Otherwise I’ll be doing that,” she hooked a thumb toward the toilet and sent him a weak grin, “instead of doing you.”
    The frown disappeared. The edge of his hard mouth