Cheyenne McCray - Point Blank (Lawmen Book 4) by Unknown Read Free Book Online

liked how warm she felt through her shirt beneath his fingertips.
    Damn. He was letting his attraction for the woman get ahead of him and that wasn’t a good way to be thinking right now. She was a suspect. He was supposed to get close, but not that close.
    They reached the lounge that had two long couches and several overstuffed armchairs. Guests relaxed in the comfortable-looking chairs, the cushions in shades of taupe and brown. A bartender used a white cloth to rub the gleaming mahogany bar top, before reaching for a martini glass amidst stemware hanging from polished wood racks above. The glass sparkled in strategically placed lighting. He reached for a bottle of Grey Goose that sat among countless bottles of alcohol that shone in the reflection of the mirrored wall behind it.
    Brooks gestured to a pair of chairs in one corner with a small round table between them. “That looks like a nice quiet spot.”
    She glanced at him and smiled, and it was like a glow lit her features from within. She was so vibrant, so damn beautiful.
    He could barely keep himself from clenching his jaw in frustration. He had to stop noticing things that made him want to steal her away from what she was involved in and make love to her six ways ’til Sunday.
    Jesus.
    A puzzled expression dimmed her beauty. “Is everything all right?”
    He forced as natural a smile as he could muster. “Perfect.”
    They reached the chairs and he waited until she was seated before he took his own. She set her purse on the floor beside the chair and crossed her slender jean-covered legs, the denim hugging her shapely thighs and calves. She adjusted her white top and brushed something from the hem.
    She reached up and pulled something rainbow-colored from her hair, one of those things his younger sisters used—scrunchies, he thought they called them. Natasha shook her hair free and let it fall around her shoulders. It was a beautiful mass of dark brown hair that flowed in shining soft waves to the top of her breasts.
    As she leaned to drop the scrunchie into her purse, he had to struggle not to stare at her generous breasts. They appeared large, even behind the loose top, in comparison to her slender frame.
    She straightened and bounced one boot-clad foot and he wondered if it was adrenaline from almost hitting the woman in the parking lot. Or was it just nervous energy? She was so beautiful, a beauty that shone from within as well as out.
    He looked away, desperately needing to get his attention off the woman and back to his job. He rested her coat over the arm of his chair before shrugging out of his own jacket.
    “I’ll take my coat.” Gold bracelets slid down her arm as she reached out one hand. He noticed a butterfly-shaped watch on her other wrist.
    He handed the coat to her and she folded it and rested it on top of her purse before relaxing in her seat. For a moment he saw exhaustion in her eyes and she looked like the seat was going to swallow her up.
    “Long day?” He set his own jacket over the right arm of his chair before removing his Stetson and setting it on top of the jacket. Natasha was to his left.
    “Katy at your service.” A server interrupted as she looked from Brooks to Natasha. “You both look like you could do with a little relaxing and something in your tummies.”
    Natasha grinned and her exhaustion seemed to drain away. “Mojito. Vodka instead of rum, and super sweet. Make it a double, please.”
    “I’ll have Carl make it sweet enough your teeth will ache.” Katy turned to Brooks as Natasha grinned. “And you, kind sir?”
    “That’s something I don’t remember being called.” Brooks laughed. “I’ll take a Maker’s Mark on the rocks.”
    “You’ve got it.” Katy smiled before she was off like a whirling dervish.
    “Where were we?” Natasha shifted on the seat as she met Brooks’s gaze.
    He settled back in his chair. “I asked you if you had a long day. I should have asked you why you’re in Denver,