His Taste of Temptation: In the Line of Duty, Book 3 by Cathryn Fox Read Free Book Online

sorry. If I’m keeping you from someone…”
    He shut down his phone, shoved it in his pocket, and shook his head. “That was Granddad. I normally visit him on Wednesdays and bring one of the therapy dogs by but I don’t want to go around the nursing home with a cold.”
    The alarm fell from her face and a smile touched her mouth as she looked at him. “Oh, I thought.” She shook her head. “Never mind.”
    “What were you asking me?”
    She held out a blister pack. “Cold medication. It’s supposed shorten the duration of a cold, but it also knocks you right out.” She yawned, then laughed. “I took one upstairs and bed is already calling me.”
    He took her duffle bag from her and put the cold medication in his pocket. “Well, then let me get you to bed.” He suddenly wondered if he was some kind of masochist. Christ, he should have just fixed her tank, because he had no idea how he was going to make it through the night with her in his bed and his hands tied.
    Hands tied…
    Ah, fuck.

Chapter Three
    A mosaic of stars lit up the night as they made their way back to Brad’s place. He stole a glance at Madison in the passenger seat and could see her lids slipping shut, only to spring back open again like she was trying to stay awake. The combination of medication and wear on her body from the cold were obviously getting the better of her.
    “Hey,” he said quietly, the streetlight falling over them. “Just close your eyes and sleep. I’ll wake you when we get there.”
    She nodded and whispered, “I’m okay.”
    “You’re not okay. Whatever you took is knocking you out.”
    “Yeah.” Her voice was drowsy and soft. “I know.” She bit her lip and looked out the window as he took the corner, his apartment building not too far off now. Her voice was low, barely audible when she said, “Are you sure I’m not putting you out?”
    “Close your eyes, Madison.”
    She exhaled slowly and leaned her head back on the seat. A short while later, when he pulled up in front of his building and killed the ignition, she rolled her head on the seat and blinked heavy lids at him.
    “Let’s go.” He pulled the keys. “You can have the bed.”
    Stubbornness moved over her face. “I’m not going to sleep in your bed.”
    “Don’t worry, I’m not going to be in it,” he said, and then in an attempt to keep things light, when all he wanted to do was strip her naked and have his way with her, he added, “Besides, I’m pretty sure that’s not what Jonah meant when he asked me to take care of you for him.” He stiffened at the mention of Jonah, and she opened her mouth to say something when he cut her off. “And it’s not like you haven’t slept in my bed before.”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Years ago, when you used to stay at the house. Mom always gave you my bed.”
    “How did you know that?”
    He breathed deep, catching hints of her sweet aroma. “Because no matter how many times the sheets were washed, I could still smell you on them.”
    “You could…smell me?”
    “Yeah, your scent was all over my room.”
    She crinkled her nose. “My…my scent. What scent?”
    “Cherry.” He worked to swallow the moan crawling out of his throat. “You always smelled like cherry. Still do.”
    She wet her lips and his eyes dropped to her mouth, his cock aching so hard all he could think about doing was pulling her under him and taking her right there in the cab of the truck. “It’s my—”
    “I know what it is.” He shifted closer, need urging him to answer the demands of his body.
    A car horn hocked, the shrill sound knocking some sense back into him. He pulled back and exhaled slowly. “Let’s go.”
    They climbed from the truck and he grabbed her bag. Keeping her close as they walked across the dark parking lot, he led her inside the building and up the stairs to his apartment. Once inside, she looked around hesitantly, like she didn’t know what to do next. It made him want to