Fallon's Fall by Jordan Summers Read Free Book Online

Besides, I’ve never taken a woman against her will. I’m not going to start now.”
    Mars stared at him for a moment, then his crimson eyes widened. “This isn’t just any female,” he said. “This is your mate. Isn’t it?”
    “I didn’t say that.” Fallon’s gaze fell away.
    “You didn’t have to.” Mars smirked. “It’s written all over your miserable face.”
    Fallon shook his head. “She hates me.”
    Mars laughed and stroked Echo. “Is that what you think?”
    “It’s what I know,” he said.
    “She’s angry,” Mars said. “No doubt about it. And confused. But she doesn’t hate you, my friend.”
    “You’re wrong,” he said. “I’ve given her every reason to hate me.”
    “True, but it’s my job to read people,” Mars said. “I can tell what people are feeling and what they’re thinking. And when I can’t, Echo can. Believe me, Dora doesn’t hate you.”
    A small bit of pressure lifted from Fallon’s chest and he was finally able to take a deep breath without his throat closing. “Are you certain?”
    “As certain as I can ever be,” Mars said. “But don’t think that means that she’s not going to make it hard for you.” His gaze dropped to the bulge in Fallon’s pants. “In more ways than one.” He chuckled. “That woman is stubborn just like you. You’ll have to work to win her. This won’t be easy.”
    Fallon grinned. “I’m counting on it.”

Chapter 5
    W hen the door to the quarters opened again, Dora expected to see Fallon. Instead, a beautiful, dark-haired woman sauntered in. Her graceful gait and lithe body brought out immediate envy from Dora. She was many things, but graceful was not one of them and she’d passed lithe several inches of padding ago.
    “Who are you?” she asked.
    The woman’s sensual lips quirked. “My name is Opal.” She eyed her up and down.
    “What do you want?” Dora asked. “If you’re here to talk to me about Fallon, you can save your breath.”
    “I’m not,” she said. “I just wanted to see the woman who has Fallon suddenly so distracted.” She ran her hand over his workspace.
    The familiarity of the move made Dora uncomfortable. Who was this woman? And what did she mean to Fallon? The thought that she might be his lover tied Dora’s stomach in knots. How could she compete with someone like her?
    The thought brought her up short. Dora didn’t need to compete with her. This woman could have him. She’d gotten over Fallon a long time ago… mostly .
    “How do you know Fallon?” Dora asked, then immediately cursed silently for asking.
    Opal’s smile spread. “He’s a friend of sorts.”
    What did she mean by that? She might be beautiful with her short black hair and lean body, but Dora didn’t like her. The Fallon she used to know wouldn’t have fallen for someone so flashy and cold. She pictured the man who’d brought her here. He was nothing like the boy she’d known. Perhaps this woman was exactly his type now. Dora needed to remember that. To forget would be disastrous.
    “Did he kidnap you, too?” she asked, dreading her answer, yet hoping it was true. If the woman had been taken against her will, then she’d be more likely to empathize with Dora and perhaps help her escape.
    “No.” Opal laughed. “ He didn’t.”
    If she wasn’t kidnapped, then how had she gotten onboard? Was she one of the crew? If so, then that made her dangerous. Or was she here to warm Fallon’s pallet? The thought made Dora nauseous, but it didn’t matter. This was her chance to get help or at least gain an ally.
    “I need to get off this ship,” Dora said. “My crew will have reported me missing by now. I don’t want you and your crew to get harmed because of Fallon’s impetuousness.”
    “Fallon, impetuous?” Opal snorted. “I’ve never known him to be.” She circled Dora. “What makes you so valuable?”
    Was that calculation in her voice? Unease settled in Dora’s gut. Just who was this woman? “I’m a