Crossing the Line (Hard Driving) by Audra North Read Free Book Online Page A

and wet her bottom lip, a soft sigh escaping her as her mouth moved ever so slightly closer to his—
    “Ty! Time is more than up, man!”
    Frank shouted at him from the doorway, and Cori started, jumping away like she’d been burned.
    Ty slowly lowered his now-empty hand.
    “Have a safe trip back.”
    She nodded. “You too.”
    She sounded worked up. Practically panting.
    Hot damn.
There was no way he was going to be able to concentrate during the rest of the interviews. He’d probably end up looking like an idiot because of it.
    And yet, as he watched her walk out the door, for once he couldn’t quite bring himself to care.

Chapter 4
    Cori was making progress.
    She’d gotten Ty to confide a couple of things in her, even if it was only for a minute or two and about something she still didn’t understand. But she was developing a relationship with him that could help her get more information, and maybe she’d end up with something truly interesting out of that.
    But then again, maybe not.
    Despite her resolve not to think too hard about it, she couldn’t stop wondering about the setup Alex had given her. If the wire service needed money that badly, why agree to feature an exposé that may or may not have anything interesting to say? What if this whole thing turned up nothing but Ty’s single loss of temper with Gilroy?
    How was Alex going to justify that to this mysterious investor?
    In her seat on the plane out of Phoenix, Cori fretted.
    She needed to know more about the terms of the deal. Alex probably knew who the person or organization was who was giving them the money, but he simply wasn’t telling her. He was such a shady, selfish prick.
    Is that what you want to become, too? Because you’re well on your way.
    Ty hadn’t offered her anything except a private discussion, but the sexual tension between them had been too intense to pretend otherwise. Maybe she shouldn’t have given him her number.
    But she bristled at her own thoughts. She could keep this under control. She wasn’t going to sleep with him, and she wasn’t going to publish lies. Besides, Ty
wanted
to see her. She hadn’t tricked him into it or anything else.
    She’d already finished typing up her piece about the weekend’s race and would send it over to Alex as soon as she landed. Until she got the information she wanted for the full exposé, she’d report on the races and everything she’d learned during Media Day as par for the course . . . except for the stuff Ty had said in confidence, of course.
    Despite not being able to report on that part, the story she’d written had still been mostly about him, in the end. Even though she’d gone over the key moments of the race and pulled in quotes from some of the other drivers, including Kerri, Ty had become the highlight of the article.
    She wanted to know what else he had to say. Assuming he even called, of course. Maybe he’d just been caught up in the moment, in whatever electrical connection had been sparking between them, but now that Media Day was over, it was possible he’d forgotten about her entirely.
    Well. Either way, she certainly couldn’t tell Alex that Ty had hinted at something important that he was thinking of doing next in his career. Alex would be ruthless and probably ask her to do something
completely
unethical, like print it despite Ty telling her off the record, and she was already at her limit of the questionable things she was willing to do for a story.
    That sounds suspiciously like splitting hairs.
    She thought about what Ty had said to her earlier that day.
    Sometimes pretending that you’re doing the wrong thing for the right reasons only hurts you and the ones you love.
    But she didn’t love Ty.
    If he called—and it was a big
if
, because he was a top race car driver and busy as all hell during the season, a fact that she’d conveniently forgotten while she’d been indulging in fantasies about his
knee
, of all things—then she’d tell him she