Darkest Love by Melody Tweedy Read Free Book Online

places and take a peek at the scene, even if it meant scaling limestone cliffs or risking a tribesman’s spear through his head.
    â€œI circled around her dwelling. She resides in a granite cave network on the far north of the island, near the Pushtu volcano. I was getting close, and then I thought I heard a rumble and made my escape.”
    Annie laughed. “I think the volcano is inactive, Rain.”
    â€œKaamo belief is that the displeased Sola could send the water-fire down again if she wished.”
    â€œWater-fire?”
    â€œLava.”
    Annie shook her head. “This research is making a superstitious man of you.”
    â€œPerhaps.” He rubbed his eyes. “But I also thought I heard drums. Of tribesmen. You know, coming to kill me. The heat makes you a bit crazy.”
    â€œSure does.” Annie whispered, remembering her perilous strangling in the river. Why did she trust this sneaky, work-obsessed man so much? She had trusted him with her life.
    One opening of his fist and he could have dropped me to the bottom of the river. Like a Kaamo baby girl. Annie shivered at the thought.
    â€œI’m going back there. I’m going to find out more.”
    â€œRain, don’t risk anything. And…”
    â€œAnd?”
    Annie raised her chin, aware that her eyes were probably flashing in excitement. “And book my ticket as well.”
    Rain’s grin popped out as a happy new Vivaldi scherzo filled the room. He raised his palm to give Annie a high-five.
    * * * *
    â€œRain, I’ll spill my drink. Back off!”
    Rain muttered something. “Back off from that body? No waaaay.”
    Annie was sure it was that, or something along those lines. She wanted to cry. The conversation had been going well, filling with plans of all the things she and Rain would do on Sivu: rock-gathering and hiking and painting native ferns. Then as she felt her heart might burst with happiness, her smile break her face open and her eyes catch fire from the hot sight of Rain Mistern…it happened.
    Mandy Paulson walked over. Her hips sashayed in her evening gown and her wine glass teetered in her hand, looking as if it was going to spill the sparkly martini it was holding right down her cleavage. Her AMAZING cleavage. There were acres of it; her neckline was breathtaking.
    â€œDarling,” Rain had said, cupping the glass in his hand and fixing the liquid with his eyes, as if he could steady it with a gaze. “Watch that spritzer. It is dangerously close to your chest decorations.”
    â€œI’m not wearing a chest decoration. I’m not wearing a necklace,” Mandy said coyly, fingering her bare throat. Annie wanted to punch her.
    It was all downhill from there. Now they were giggling in a near-cuddle, Rain examining the olive in Mandy’s glass, eye line shooting through the glass and onto her body. Mandy’s back was arched. Her waist was tiny and her buttocks smooth in her velvety navy-blue dress. She had a figure like a guitar: little and curved and nipped in at all the right places.
    Her breasts! Wow… She was thrusting them forward so the wine glass stem pointed down her cleavage, like a penis preparing to enter the gap and start pumping. Rain was staring right in there.
    How could he not look, really?
    You have the best tits I’ve ever seen , Rain had told Annie in bed once, squeezing a generous DD cup and licking her nipple so luxuriantly the tingle went straight between the thighs. The memory popped up, unbidden, easing the sting of his appreciation for Mandy Paulson.
    You have to learn to share this man. “I’m going to go find Lily, Rainoid.”
    â€œGood thinking. She may have downed a few secret spritzers while you weren’t looking.” Rain was aware of Lily’s sneaky personality and passive-aggression. Back when Rain and Annie used to sleep together regularly she had always failed to pass his booty call messages along. It