Go Fetch ! by Shelly Laurenston Read Free Book Online Page B

shoulders and arms. She focused on the thin black bracelet he wore on his wrist. It looked like something a kid made. It was just a couple of pieces of wool braided together. Yet, it had to be the sexiest thing she’d ever seen
in her life
. She couldn’t explain it. It just was.
    Okay. She needed to stop this right now.
Right now
.
    Miki slid off the stool she’d been perching on and stretched her neck. Her whole body was tight. Tight and cranky. Angie was right. She was a tense mess. But she had so much on her mind. She hadn’t been bullshitting when she told Conall that. She had more on her mind than anyone would imagine.
    A bottle of water suddenly appeared in front of her face and she realized that she’d drifted to stand in front of Conall . The thought of him watching her stretch her neck and shoulders made her warm. Again. She needed to get control of that. She had enough on her mind without worrying about uncontrollable hot flashes.
    Miki grabbed the water and looked up to find Conall hovering over her. “Christ, you’re tall. Is everyone in your family so fuckin ’ tall?”
    “It’s the Nordic thing.”
    It was funny, the music was amazingly loud, but the wolves had no trouble hearing each other. She, however, couldn’t hear shit over the industrial techno blasting from the speakers unless someone was screaming at her.
    Miki drank some of the water and tried to ignore Conall standing behind her. She could feel the heat coming off his body. And it was starting to feel really nice.
    ***
    Conall stared at the back of Miki’s neck. Watching her stretch the tight muscles in her neck and shoulders almost sent him over the edge.
    She was wearing a tight tank top that showed how long and refined her neck was. Her shoulders were small but strong, her back straight and lightly muscled. He could tell that she was a girl that knew how to handle herself. He liked that. Liked the fact that she wasn’t a little wimp waiting for some knight to come rescue her. By the time the knight made it up to the tower of the castle, she’d have devised an elaborate pulley system to extract herself to safety. He found her brain so sexy. Well, her brain and that ass.
    Unable to resist, he took his thumb and stroked the back of her neck. She stiffened but she didn’t knock his hand away. Taking that as a good sign, he continued to knead the muscles of her neck and watch her body’s response. It didn’t take her long to relax a little, so he let the rest of his hand settle against her throat. His fingers spread out across her collarbone, gently stroking the sensitive flesh there.
    Her back was still to him, but he was almost positive she’d closed her eyes when she dropped her head forward. He massaged other areas of her neck where he felt tightness. He kept it up until he heard her moan. And that sound almost killed him.
    Gently Conall pulled her body into his, her back against his chest. She was wearing her Doc Martens and in the low-heeled boots the top of her head just about reached his chest. Yeah, he could make that height work quite nicely for them both.
    He leaned down next to her ear, “ Wanna dance?”
    She turned and stared at him. “Are you kidding?”
    He wondered if she was concerned with the fact that she was an amazingly lousy dancer. “What’s the problem?”
    “I’m not even 5’5” and what are you? Nine feet or so? We’ll look like idiots.”
    “I am
not
nine feet.” He moved around in front of her, finally releasing the hold he had on her neck. For a split second, she actually appeared disappointed.
    “You know Kendrick, I’m unimpressed.”
    “With what exactly?”
    “I thought you brilliant types were a lot more creative.” She frowned but that quickly changed into a look of surprise as he bent down, slid his hands under her ass, and lifted her off the floor. She was wearing a sexy leather miniskirt and he could feel the panties she was wearing.
Satin. Nice
.
    “Are you nuts? Put me down!”