Dare To Love Series: Daring to Chance It (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Desiree Holt Read Free Book Online Page B

little boy?”
    She knew he did, actually. She’d taken a half hour after he left her office to Google him and dig up everything she could. She only quit because she had a deadline on the contract she was processing.
    Beau’s expression changed at the mention of his son. His face softened, his mouth split in a wide grin, and his eyes lit up.
    “Toby’s the best three-year-old in the world. And the cutest.”
    “Totally unbiased,” she laughed. Then she sobered. “Do you get to spend much time with him?” She was getting a picture of a Beau very different from the one she’d carried in her mind all this time. She wasn’t sure at the moment whether that was good or bad.
    “He lives with me. I have sole custody.”
    Wow! She hadn’t expected that. “Quite a change from the guy who was afraid of being tied down. What about his mother?”
    Again, his face hardened, and a cold look came into his eyes. “Out of the picture. Completely.”
    And don’t ask about it, was the signal. Oo-kay. Twice she’d asked, and both times, he’d shut her down. To say her curiosity was piqued was an understatement. Tonight, however, wasn’t the time to push it. And if they never saw each other again, it wouldn’t matter diddly squat to her.
    Time for a safer topic, so she switched to football.
    “Tell me how you came to be with the Thunder,” she urged. “I knew you were a free agent, but I got busy with my new job and lost track after that.”
    “Wow.” He drained the rest of his beer. “I would think being part of the Miami Thunder now you’d have picked up on the chatter about it.”
    She laughed. “You’d think, right? From Day One, I was running faster than I ever have to catch up. The last in-house counsel got a cherry job and left with very little notice, right at the busiest part of the year.”
    As they chatted, she could see the tension easing from his body, and she found herself relaxing. The sound of Beau’s deep, raspy voice still woke up every one of her nerve endings and vibrated deep inside her, the walls of her pussy trembling in response. As if he was unable to stop himself from touching her, he idly rubbed a fingertip across the back of her hand. Actual goose bumps broke out on her arms. A tiny shiver skated the length of her spine.
    Damn it! The man still had the ability to push up her thermostat and keep it there.
    “So, who is in the picture?”
    “No one.” His eyes were like twin lasers boring into hers. “Except you.”
    She shook her head. This was not how she’d planned for this to go. “Beau, please understand—”
    “I do understand,” he broke in. “What I know is that I’ve dreamed about you every single night since I walked out of that hotel room.” His lips curved in a wry grin. “Some days I could hardly walk, I was so busy kicking myself in the ass. Even getting married didn’t get you out of my head. Lacey was a very poor substitute, on so many levels.”
    “But—”
    He held up a hand. “I’ve been such a fucking fool, Sarah. I don’t know what else to do except throw myself at your feet, but I’m begging you for another chance. Please.”
    “Oh, Beau.” She scraped at the label on her beer bottle with a fingernail. “I don’t think—”
    “Right,” he broke in. “Don’t think. We have some incredible chemistry here. You have to admit that, right? I screwed it up before, but I promise I won’t do it again if you give me another chance.”
    She cocked her head. Damn it, he was chipping away at her long-held anger and resentment. “Is that a fact?”
    “It is.” His gaze locked with hers, his look so intent she couldn’t make herself glance away. “Tell you what. Try something with me. Let’s pretend we’re meeting here for the first time and take it from there.” He held out his hand. “Hi. I’m Beau Perini.”
    Sarah stared at him for a long moment, wondering if he’d lost his mind. Then, apparently, her brain must have disconnected from her body