Gypsy Hearts by Lisa Mondello Read Free Book Online

would be to drown in them forever and not care about anything else. But she did care.

    "You need a man who's not going to tie you down,
Josie."
    "And you think you're so sure you know what I
need?"
    He bent his head and brushed his lips against hers in
a kiss that was light as the breeze. His hot breath teased
her skin and made her head float. She closed her eyes
and against her better judgment, she fell against his
chest and into the kiss he offered. He wasn't demanding, not at first anyway, and for that brief moment, Josie
forgot about all the reasons why she shouldn't be kissing Brock and focused on all the reasons why she
should.
    He pulled away and through her dazed eyes, she saw
he was smiling down at her, his lips full and moist from
their kiss.
    "You're kidding yourself big time. You've got a
gypsy heart, lady. No blue suit man is going to change
that."

     

    on't do that again," she said, her eyes flaring in
a way Brock had never seen before. The little flecks of
gold in her eyes sparked to life and seem to glow like
burning embers. Brock was tempted to test her, see how
far he could push her until the slow burning embers
came to a roaring flame. Not one to push a woman
beyond her comfort zone, however, he held himself
back and followed her lead.
    If she was feeling even half of what he was feeling
after that kiss ... Holy smokes!
    "Why not?" he asked, trying not to smile because he
knew it would only irritate her. And right now, Josie
was fired up as hot as the engine moving them down the
highway. "I thought it was kinda nice."
    That was putting it mildly. His body was still feeling
the effects of holding Josie in his arms. His mouth
could still taste her, but Brock didn't elaborate further.
There were too many eyes on his back as it was and he didn't want to risk making her feel uncomfortable in
front of everyone and having no place for her to retreat.

    "That's not the point," she said, glancing past him to
the front of the bus.
    He could have sworn he caught her lips trembling
and his mind reeled with the memory of having his
mouth on hers just moments ago, how it completely rattled him. He thought of what it would be like to kiss
Josie on many occasions. His imagination paled to reality. "Then what is it?"
    She laughed, touching her forehead with her hand
and darting her gaze up front again, then back at his
face. "I should think it would be obvious."
    "Maybe to you."
    "I have to live on this bus for the next month under
the watchful eyes of all of them." Sighing, she pointed
to the front of the bus.
    Brock glanced over his shoulder, but thankfully
everyone seemed to be oblivious to the two of them.
Miles and Roy had moved on from sleeping arrangements and were now arguing over which fast food
restaurant had the best french fries. Will was on the
phone again, no doubt talking rings around whoever
was on the other end. Matt was sitting upright, sound
asleep on the sofa.
    "There is no reason for us to keep this secret," he
said, reaching his hand out to touch her hair. He'd
thought of doing this at least a hundred times while
he'd been alone with Josie in the studio. But he didn't
dare. In the studio, he remained professional, keeping
his mind on the work they had to do. That didn't mean
he hadn't thought of her endlessly or about how it would feel to tangle his fingers in her dark hair and kiss
her like he'd just done. Her hair was thick and silky,
much like he'd imagined. A smile rose up inside him
with the discovery.

    Josie shook her head, pulling back from his reach.
"Believe me, it wouldn't even work to try and keep it a
secret. Nothing we do will be a secret for long while
we're living in such close quarters. Please, Brock.
What just happened was a mistake. It can't ever happen
again."
    In her eyes, he saw that she was unsure, maybe even
as rattled by their kiss as he was. That was a good thing
because he didn't want to think that what he'd been