Her Man Flint by Jerri Drennen Read Free Book Online Page A

Lindsey.
    “I have to go after her.”
    “No! You can’t leave me here alone. Ryan’ll kill me.”
    Flint pried her hands off his arms and went to the kitchen and opened a drawer. “You’ll be safe. Just don’t let anyone in.” He pulled out a small handgun and checked the chamber.
    “Here, do you know how to use this?” He held out his .45.
    “Yes, but I’m not very good with one.”
    He handed her the gun. “Just aim and fire. It’s that simple.”
    “But…”
    “I’ll be right back.” Flint hated leaving her in his apartment alone, but he had to try to talk to Adriana.
    Lindsey wiped at her tears. “Promise?”
    “Yes. So make yourself at home and I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
    Flint gave her a reassuring smile, hoping the gesture would ease her mind. “Lock the door when I leave.” He grabbed his keys and left.
    He had to find Adriana and make her understand that nothing had happened between him and Lindsey. If he couldn’t make her see reason, he might as well kiss his chances of her ever warming his bed again goodbye.

Chapter Seven

    Ryan Hartford glanced at his feet, frowned and kicked at a small black dog trying to use him as a fire hydrate.
    “Put this out, you damn mutt.” He flicked his cigarette butt at him. The dog yelped and ran off.
    A wicked smile curled his lips as he turned his attention back to the surveillance on Morgan’s building. He’d been there for close to an hour, watching, waiting. He knew Lindsey was with Flint. He’d followed her here and knew, damn well, she hadn’t come out.
    Flint stepped out of the front door of the building and took off down the street.
    Ryan’s blood boiled at the sight of the arrogant man. He’d never experienced so much hatred for anyone in his life. Flint Morgan was a dead man, guaranteed, even if he had to kill him personally. He’d usually avoided doing anything that could be traced directly back to him, but Morgan needed killing.
    His hands clenched hard at his side as his mind conjured up images of Morgan’s life slipping away from him in the worst possible ways.
    Oh, yeah, he was going to love killing Flint Morgan, especially after his girlfriend’s confession. How could Lindsey have fallen for a creep like him? Okay, so Morgan was handsome and mysterious, in a brooding way. He seemed to have women kissing his feet, but he obviously didn’t have an ounce of commitment in his entire body. Not like he did.
    Ryan scowled.
    He’d watched Flint’s partner enter the building earlier, then leave several minutes later, wiping at her eyes. There was definitely something still going on between those two other than a mere partnership. Morgan had probably screwed her. He’d file that little tidbit of information away. A man never knew when a thing like that might come in handy.
    He jerked to attention when he saw Flint turn the corner, then walked toward the building. Lindsey was going to pay. She couldn’t make a fool out of him, not when he had a bad-ass reputation to uphold.
    Entering through the back, he took the service elevator up to the sixth floor. He peered around, not wanting to be seen. He made his way to Morgan’s door and knocked. The door immediately flew opened.
    “Flint, I knew you’d come ba—” Lindsey voiced faded out when she saw him.
    “What’s the matter? Aren’t you happy to see me, sweetheart?”
    He pushed her inside and closed the door behind him.
    “Ryan, I—”
    “No more lies. I don’t want to hear them anymore. I should’ve realized sooner that something was wrong between us, but I’ve been busy making money so you could have anything you wanted. When did you fall for the guy? What’s he got that I don’t?” Ryan badgered, backing her against the wall.
    “I care for you, Ryan. It’s just that you asked me to sleep with him. That hurt.”
    “Oh, really.” He grinned and smacked her hard across the cheek. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and Lindsey glared at him, then