Hell in a Handbasket - The Journey by Damara Blackthorne Read Free Book Online Page B

tell a soul, I promise. I just wanna go
home ." All of that whooshed out of my mouth with such rapid-fire I'm
surprised he understood any of it. I was scared nearly to death.
    "Maeve,
Sweetie, just relax." His face showed true concern. He reached into his
pocket and pulled out my panties. "Here, Maeve, put your panties back
on." He looked a bit sad.
    I have no earthly
idea what came over me but I refused my panties.
    "No! You
answer my questions and then we'll both decide!"
    Hell in a hand
basket. His smile warned me every time and yet I kept ignoring the warnings.
    Looking at his
hands, he started playing with my panties, running them through his fingers.
    He glanced up and
over to meet my face. "I don't know you personally. You said you were an
Erotic Romance writer and you were going to a business meeting. It may have
been presumptuous of me but I figured there aren't too many options in this
town for publishers, especially those who work with that genre. I told you in
Tom's office I would never hurt you…not in a million years. I'm not a stalker.
I've never been to your house. And I say that because I'm guessing you write
from home. The only thing George is in on is driving you to your meeting. And
as for telling a soul, I was hoping you would use our previous experiences as
fodder for your writing. I guess that makes me a bit of an exhibitionist but
not a stalker or rapist."
    "Oh God, I'm so sorry! I-I-I'm just…this is just so…it isn't me and I…I don't know
what I was thinking…it's just that you seemed to know so much about me and I
don't know anything about you and…and…well…You make me crazy! I've done things
with you I've only fantasized about before and now here you are and my
fantasies are coming to life and…well…to be honest it kind of scares the hell
out of me!" Whoosh…again. I tried to give him an apologetic grin, which
earned me his oxygen-stealing smile.
    "Maeve, the
car ride is about over and although I didn't get to make it the kind of
memorable I was hoping for, I would like to see you after your business meeting
and maybe we can get to know each other a whole lot better. Is that okay with
you?" Ryder slid his hand into his pocket, returning my panties to their
previous entrapment.
    "I think I
would like that a lot." I smiled sweetly over at him.
    "Maeve?"
    "Yes,
Ryder?"
    "Have you
ever done it in an elevator?"
    I looked at him
in complete shock…"Ummmm…No!" I practically squealed that last word.
    He smirked.
"Would you like to?"
    "I can't do
that in front of people!" Shock danced across my face.
    "What if the
elevator is empty?" His eyes glittered in mischief.
    "Uh…don't
they have cameras in the elevators?"
    "That isn't
the same thing as in front of people."
    "Can we keep
things a bit more private? Maybe later…much later we can
progress to the elevator."
    He rewarded me
with that breathtaking smile of his and his green eyes darkened. Man he was
gorgeous! What in the hell was wrong with me? OK, so it didn't end when the
plane landed and it wasn’t going to end with this car ride. But it obviously
couldn’t be a permanent thing…could it? No, I had to get that thought out of my
head. Thinking like that is what gets your heart broken. And I was just coming
out of my shell, I didn’t need my heart broken then to
have me crawl back in.
    "How about
this…I'll ride the elevator up with you…but I won't fuck you in the
elevator…yet…" Waggling eyebrows…this man was dangerous!
    "Okay. But
you promise to behave? Remember I have a very important meeting and I can't be
all flustered and wet."
    "I never
said I'd behave. But I'll see what I can do about making sure you aren't wet
for your meeting…deal?"
    "Deal.”
    The car stopped
and George's voice came over the loud speaker. "We're here at the tower,
Mr. Madsen."
    "Thank you
George."
    A few moments
later, the door opened and George was standing there holding it for me. Ryder
and I got out and then Ryder leaned into George and