Harley (West Coast Rock Star #1) by Michelle Jo Quinn Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Michelle Jo Quinn
her blouse, the lapel of her suit jacket, or the pleats on her pants. Anything to keep her from wanting to touch Jax, who’d walked into the living area in nothing but a towel around his hips. As soon as he saw her, she forced herself to look out the windows, but she didn’t miss the grin on his face.
“I’ll just put some clothes on. My agent called earlier and I got distracted,” he told Harley, but Cade thought the explanation was meant for her. The skin of her lips buzzed as she remembered the sensation from their one and only kiss.
Moments later, Jax reappeared in a white tee, with sleeves straining around his toned biceps, and low-hanging dark wash jeans, ripped around the knees. As he pulled a light sweater over his head, his shirt revealed those ab muscles and the V of his hips, which had haunted Cade’s dreams. Life had been so cruel to her. Throwing her this bone—a sexy as sin boss who made her feel all tingly, not to mention girly—was unfair. It was a little too late for Cade to feign interest as Jax pressed down the sweater over his abdomen with his hands. The bastard smiled at her, a tilted, swoon-worthy, delicious smile.
***
The ride to the restaurant wasn’t spent in silence, but Jax was grateful for a little distraction. Cade smelled like a goddess. He inhaled her scent as she passed him while he held the car door open. He didn’t miss the frown on her face. But Jax knew he had affected her somewhat. He had seen her surreptitious glances thrown his way in the hotel room. The only problem was that he was just as affected by her.
Cade had chosen to sit up front beside Zee, who was driving. Harley rode in the back with him. His daughter was on fire that day, rapidly announcing her plans for the time she’d have in LA, doing something she’d actually enjoy. Jax couldn’t promise Harley that he’d be able to join their excursions, as much as he’d love to spend time with his daughter and her sultry bodyguard. The next few days would be spent in the studio and on location. Other times, he’d be promoting the tour, making appearances on a couple of live shows, a shoot for a magazine cover and article about his rise to fame, and several minutes with Ryan Seacrest. Just thinking about them tired Jax. But it was part of the rock star life.
Jax looked out the window and caught Cade’s reflection on the side mirror. She was beyond beautiful. He wanted to kiss her that morning as they boarded the plane, when he showed her the room she would be staying in, and the exact moment she stepped back inside his room. If he was allowed, he would love to taste her lips any chance he got. Why would she resist him? Whoever had said “Absence makes the heart grow fonder” knew what the deal was. He ached to touch her again, to run his fingers through those curly locks, and taste the forbidden fruit.
Jax groaned into his hands. When had he turned into a sap?
He glanced again at the mirror and found his answer. Cade caught him looking at her reflection, but he didn’t look away. He wanted her to know what she did to him. Let her see the fire burning in his eyes, the passion that was ignited by her very presence. He wondered what it would be like to have her gazing at him like that while he made love to her.
Jax groaned again and Cade turned away. There had been no other expression on her face.
The restaurant was full when they arrived but Tina had made reservations in advance. They were shown to a booth at the end of the long room. An opaque glass gave them privacy. The table was long and surrounded with Phillip Stark ghost chairs, and an ornate glass and metal light piece shone above the table. Jax sat at one end, Harley chose the seat on his left. He waited for Cade to join them, but all she did was stand by the door with Zee.
“You’re more than welcome to join us, Zee…Cade.” He couldn’t stare at her any longer without Zee taking notice, so he focused all his attention on the
“I’ll just put some clothes on. My agent called earlier and I got distracted,” he told Harley, but Cade thought the explanation was meant for her. The skin of her lips buzzed as she remembered the sensation from their one and only kiss.
Moments later, Jax reappeared in a white tee, with sleeves straining around his toned biceps, and low-hanging dark wash jeans, ripped around the knees. As he pulled a light sweater over his head, his shirt revealed those ab muscles and the V of his hips, which had haunted Cade’s dreams. Life had been so cruel to her. Throwing her this bone—a sexy as sin boss who made her feel all tingly, not to mention girly—was unfair. It was a little too late for Cade to feign interest as Jax pressed down the sweater over his abdomen with his hands. The bastard smiled at her, a tilted, swoon-worthy, delicious smile.
***
The ride to the restaurant wasn’t spent in silence, but Jax was grateful for a little distraction. Cade smelled like a goddess. He inhaled her scent as she passed him while he held the car door open. He didn’t miss the frown on her face. But Jax knew he had affected her somewhat. He had seen her surreptitious glances thrown his way in the hotel room. The only problem was that he was just as affected by her.
Cade had chosen to sit up front beside Zee, who was driving. Harley rode in the back with him. His daughter was on fire that day, rapidly announcing her plans for the time she’d have in LA, doing something she’d actually enjoy. Jax couldn’t promise Harley that he’d be able to join their excursions, as much as he’d love to spend time with his daughter and her sultry bodyguard. The next few days would be spent in the studio and on location. Other times, he’d be promoting the tour, making appearances on a couple of live shows, a shoot for a magazine cover and article about his rise to fame, and several minutes with Ryan Seacrest. Just thinking about them tired Jax. But it was part of the rock star life.
Jax looked out the window and caught Cade’s reflection on the side mirror. She was beyond beautiful. He wanted to kiss her that morning as they boarded the plane, when he showed her the room she would be staying in, and the exact moment she stepped back inside his room. If he was allowed, he would love to taste her lips any chance he got. Why would she resist him? Whoever had said “Absence makes the heart grow fonder” knew what the deal was. He ached to touch her again, to run his fingers through those curly locks, and taste the forbidden fruit.
Jax groaned into his hands. When had he turned into a sap?
He glanced again at the mirror and found his answer. Cade caught him looking at her reflection, but he didn’t look away. He wanted her to know what she did to him. Let her see the fire burning in his eyes, the passion that was ignited by her very presence. He wondered what it would be like to have her gazing at him like that while he made love to her.
Jax groaned again and Cade turned away. There had been no other expression on her face.
The restaurant was full when they arrived but Tina had made reservations in advance. They were shown to a booth at the end of the long room. An opaque glass gave them privacy. The table was long and surrounded with Phillip Stark ghost chairs, and an ornate glass and metal light piece shone above the table. Jax sat at one end, Harley chose the seat on his left. He waited for Cade to join them, but all she did was stand by the door with Zee.
“You’re more than welcome to join us, Zee…Cade.” He couldn’t stare at her any longer without Zee taking notice, so he focused all his attention on the