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

having sex shouldn't have happened. You work for me. I'm violating my own rules. End of story."
    Damn her need to always keep up her defences. Tucker slipped his arms around her and tipped his head. “What happened is way more complicated than just being able to dismiss me with the wave of your hand. You know it. I saw a side of you I thought I'd never see again and damn it, I like that uninhibited girl. I miss what we had.” He cupped her chin to meet his gaze. “Compromise. Please? Rules are meant to be broken."
    "Let's just let things ride and see what happens.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “I'm in over my head and time's made me cautious. My heart's telling me not to trust you and my brain is screaming I've made a mistake. Other than great sex, I'm not sure we have something between us."
    "I doubt that.” Tucker breathed a ragged breath. He'd made some progress, albeit not in the direction he wanted. He rubbed the top of her head with his cheek. “Just don't expect me to ignore you."
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Chapter Five
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    Megan massaged her temples. Two weeks’ worth of paperwork, cranky phone calls and dodging Tucker had frayed her nerves. She toyed with her pen. Memories of their tryst at the track came to mind. Her pussy warmed and she licked her lips. She could almost taste his kiss. He knew where to touch and lick to bring her to the brink. He enjoyed her secret kink, pushing her to try more without stepping beyond her limits. Hell, he'd introduced her to spanking and the bondage play. Did he still get off on dominance? The thought of him fluttered her pulse. Almost like being in love.
    Love. Worthless emotion. He'd left her high and dry when the bright lights of fame had beckoned. Rick had claimed to love her until a younger, slimmer model showed up. Where had love left her? Alone to pick up the pieces.
    Sure, Tucker said he wanted to keep seeing where things would lead, but what about when the hiccough in his career mended? Love, even in its infancy, sucked.
    A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. “You in here?"
    "Come on in, Janine."
    "I brought you a present,” Janine said in a sing-song voice. She swept into the office, a bouquet of yellow roses in her hands. “Florist just dropped these off. Think they're from Tucker?"
    "No clue.” Megan opened the enclosed card. “And this isn't helping much."
    Mine.
    "Tucker is a man of few words. I think it's sweet, in an overly alpha way."
    "He knows better. I don't belong to him, and I'm not wild about yellow anything."
    "Phooey. You do, too.” Janine pursed her lips. “Okay, so you don't like yellow, but it's still cute. Maybe he was being cautious? Red roses mean love and he's trying to ease you into caring about him?"
    Megan crooked a brow. “Don't put me on."
    "You wear that trinket like a reminder. It gives him ideas."
    "Maybe I'm the one who doesn't want to forget."
    "Maybe he doesn't, either.” Janine folded her arms. “Well, you're in a mood and my other news won't buoy your spirits either. Rick's here."
    "Oh joy.” Each positive had at least three negatives to bring it down. “What's he want, other than to irritate me, yet again?"
    Janine picked at her manicure, her nails clicking together.
    "Spit it out, Janine. Stalling won't make it any less...whatever it is."
    "We know Tucker's not with MPR, and now I know why. Rick used his manly charms on Julia. She changed the contract without Tucker's knowing. In turn, Rick bought out Tucker's contract. Since Tucker doesn't have a decent publicist, he screwed himself. Rick probably found out you two were together and figured it would be a good wedge."
    Megan replayed the words in her head twice to make out Janine's fast delivery. Great. Rick wanted to play dirty. Time to make things right, or as right as they could be. “Send Rick in when he's ready. I'm tired of his bullshit and I want it over with. He can't play race-God and win. I won't let him.” She put her finger