Ever Fallen In Love by Wendi Zwaduk Read Free Book Online Page A

phone's ringing."
    "Screw it.” He kissed her temple. The only person who mattered lay in his arms.
    She sighed and her words came out small. “Could be your girlfriend."
    Tucker rubbed his nose along her temple then nipped her earlobe. “Don't have one unless you're applying for the job."
    "Your team?” She twisted in his arms. Her expression hardened and the sparkle dimmed in her eyes. “They might need you."
    "Shit. They let me go. Said I can't run well to save my life."
    The cell phone silenced and began ringing again. “Answer your phone. It could be your mom."
    He paused. Blood pounded in his ears and his tongue felt sixteen sizes too big for his mouth. “Mom died six years back."
    Megan's eyes widened and the colour drained from her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but he kissed her and silenced her response. “Rick had you holed up in Winston-Salem. I tried to call but he blocked me."
    "I'm so sorry.” Megan squirmed out from under him and stood, covering her face in her hands. “I—I wish I'd been there."
    Tucker uncovered her face. He crooked his fingers underneath her chin then smoothed a tear from her cheek. “Don't beat yourself up. I don't like it, but I understand why you weren't around.” Memories of his mother and his time with Megan came together in his mind. She and Megan had always seemed to get along so well. “I'm sure Momma understands, too."
    The phone rang again and Tucker growled. He tugged the device from his back pocket and pressed the buttons to answer the call. “Hello."
    "Tucker? This is Janine from Blitz."
    "I know who you are."
    "Uh-huh. There's a neat little clause in your MPR contract that we can't work around just yet. According to Julia's notes, it appears you can't run for Blitz or anyone until the end of the season. I'd love to re-welcome you to the team, but I can't. We have options, but I have to work them out first."
    "I should've seen this coming.” Tucker glanced over his shoulder. He bit down hard on the inside of his cheek. Megan smoothed her skirt down and then slid the straps of her tank top back into place. She sat down and wrapped her arms around herself. Her gaze remained low. Did she regret what they'd done? Had he pushed her too far?
    "Is Megan with you?"
    "Affirmative.” Tucker scrubbed a hand over his eyes. As soon as he got off the phone, he and Megan would have a long talk and more getting back to being a twosome. Fuck work.
    "I'll assume you're...busy.” On her end of the line, Janine sighed. “Look, I like you. I don't really know you other than your persona on track and interviews, but I like you. You seem good for Meg in the short run. I'd love to see something work out in the longer run, but hear this. If you screw with her—I mean fuck her up like Rick the Rat—I will break your legs and feed your dick to sharks. That's not a threat. It's a promise. I know people."
    "Understood.” Tucker pocketed his phone. He wasn't sure he wanted to know how Janine Walters knew anyone who could potentially feed him to sharks, but he believed every word of her warning. “We need to talk and then head back. It looks like King's gonna get his way. I can't run for you."
    "I figured as much. Things were going too smoothly in my direction."
    "You don't sound pissed like I thought.” Tucker snuggled her close. “At least I can be at the shop. I'll work with Mat on the down-low and get him ready for the last two races. Plus, it lets me see you. I can't race for anyone, per a clause in my contract, so it makes us being a couple perfectly safe."
    "Work with Mathew until Janine gets things straightened out. I'm also going to move Mat over to Eric. I want you to get him used to Eric's way of working."
    "And us? I want to talk about this thing brewing between us. I'm not ready to give up.” He slid his index finger underneath the delicate knot work of her necklace. “This shows me you haven't, either."
    Megan wriggled away and turned her back to him. “Our