Collision by Cassandra Carr Read Free Book Online

time.”
    “Thank you for inviting me.” She smiled up at him and then
watched as his eyes blazed. Holy cow, she could drown in those eyes.
    Before she could even think to pull away, he leaned one
forearm on the door by her head and wrapped his other arm around her waist,
capturing her lips with his own. Without thought, she melted into him, her
hands coming up to tangle in his lapels. The kiss started out sweet, just a
gentle brush of his mouth on hers. Despite that, a heavy tide of ecstasy swept
over her, drawing her closer to him and flooding her sex with moisture.
    He groaned and ran the tip of his tongue over the seam of
her mouth, seeking entrance. She opened to him as the last of her resistance
drained away, leaving only a staggering need to get closer, to be engulfed
completely by him. His tongue made a thorough, intimate search of her mouth and
her heart fluttered. He pushed the hard planes of his body against her,
shifting to cup her bottom in his hands. His insistent hardness pressed into
her belly and a surge of agonized need roared through her. She’d never felt
anything like this.
    He lifted his head, breathing hard. “Let’s go in your room.
We shouldn’t do this here.”
    Finally realizing where they were and what they were doing,
she pushed him away. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she choked
out, “We shouldn’t be doing this at all.” Leah couldn’t bring herself to meet
his gaze.
    “I thought you wanted me to kiss you. You’ve been giving me
signals all night,” Brady told her, frustration evident in his voice.
    Leah winced. She hadn’t discouraged his attentions, but now
that she could see where this was leading she needed to stop it before things
got out of control. “Look—”
    “I apologize. I didn’t realize my advance wasn’t welcome.”
He let out a loud breath. “I’ll see ya in the morning.”
    Before she could say another word he’d turned and let
himself into his room. Slumping back against the door, she touched her fingers
to her lips, swollen from his kisses.
    * * * * *
    For the entire next day while they did more interviews,
Brady avoided speaking with Leah unless he had to. Their easy camaraderie of
the day before was gone, replaced by cool professionalism on her part and
silence on his. He knew he wasn’t handling the situation maturely, but dammit,
the woman had him tied in knots and he didn’t like it one bit. He’d never met
someone who ran so hot and cold. One minute she was melting in his arms and the
next she was pushing him away as if he were a leper. He had plenty of fish in
his sea—he didn’t need to deal with one who’d freeze his balls off.
    When they were done for the day they went to the front desk
of the hotel to pick up the package with their tickets to Pueblo. Brady was
chagrined to find David had booked them in adjoining seats. Great. Just what he
needed—to be stuck on a plane with Leah for hours, so close he could hardly not touch her. Smelling her subtle, spicy scent as it wafted through the air around
them. He feared he was destined for an extended hard-on with no chance of
relief. No matter how cool she behaved toward him, he still wanted her with a
desperation that disgusted him.
    This time, he let her handle her own baggage. In silence,
they went through security and made their way to the gate. Sitting down to
wait, he watched out of the corner of his eye as Leah checked messages on her
phone. He’d seen her do that a couple of times, and there were never any
messages as far as he could tell. He wasn’t sure what to make of that, or of
the sigh she heaved as she closed the phone and shoved it back in her purse.
From their conversation last night it was obvious she wasn’t close to her
folks, but she must have friends, right?
    Their flight boarded and he settled into his aisle seat. As
they took off he wished he had something to do. He wasn’t much of a reader, preferring
to watch movies when he had free time. He closed his