Imprisoned Match [Ménage.com 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Peyton Elizabeth Read Free Book Online Page A

about her. The blood rushed to her head and her heart rate accelerated. Blackness pushed around the edge of her vision, and Anna knew that she needed to take deep breaths to regain her composure. She’d come this far without having been discovered. Nothing and no one was going to stop her now, not even the two men who made her wish things were different.
    Anna tightened her hand on her purse. Not knowing how long this part of her plan was going to take, Anna had checked into the B&B down the road. After leaving the diner earlier, she’d gone over there to take her suitcase up to her room and change into a clean pair of jeans. Using her real name, Anna didn’t have to worry about the immaculate wardrobe that Anna Cruz wore or the black wig that always seemed to get in the way. Right when she was about to make a run for it, the tail end of what Mitch was saying broke through the sound barrier.
    “…glad to know that you are who you say you are. Regardless, when Elliott gets back, you two can get to know each other and take it from there. As I mentioned earlier, I’m not in the market.”
    Anna caught movement over Mitch’s shoulder. The Contractor was standing by the counter, watching them. Had he heard what Mitch had said regarding the calls he had made? She should have paid better attention to what he found out, but the shock that he had even looked into her background had taken her focus away from the priority at hand. Seeing the scrutiny in her target’s eyes, Anna did the first thing that came to mind—she leaned over the table and kissed Mitch.
    The minute Anna’s mouth pressed against his, all thought fled from her mind. The noise of the diner faded as his warm lips parted in surprise. They were smooth and soft, and she couldn’t prevent her tongue from slipping between hers, seeking his taste. Coffee and something masculine exploded on her taste buds, leaving her wanting more. The tingling sensations she felt on her chin were from his abrasive whiskers, but instead of irritating her skin, it felt erotic and arousing. She wanted to know what they would feel like in other more sensitive areas.
    “I can see things are starting off well.”
    Anna tore her lips from Mitch’s, sitting back in her booth. She looked up into Elliott’s eyes, the caramel coloring darkening, so like from her brief fantasy of him the other night. Did seeing her kiss his brother arouse him? She couldn’t prevent herself from looking down. Well, the bulge answered her question. Reason finally slammed into her. What was it about these two men that had her acting like a teenage girl?
    “That wasn’t a good idea,” Anna said in a low voice. She looked around the diner. The Contractor was no longer there. Her action of kissing Mitch must have had its desired effect. She now needed to focus on clearing up any misconceptions she’d caused and get her act together. “I only agreed to meet with you because I needed to have my interview for this job, and you were intent on keeping me from it by wanting to talk. Well, we’re talking, and I’m telling you I’m not interested in dating either of you.”
    Anna would have gotten up from the table had Elliott not slid in beside her, effectively blocking her exit. The heat from his body surrounded her, giving her the answer she had been seeking earlier. It was her physical reaction to them that was distracting her. She needed to see beyond that and concentrate on staying alive.
    “You kissing my brother seems to tell a different story,” Elliott said, turning so that one arm was on the booth behind her and his other was on the table. “I say let’s have that dinner we discussed and get to know one another better.”
    Before Anna could disagree, Elliott had called the waitress over. This woman was older and Anna had not met her, so she must have been the waitress to clock in on the later shift. As Elliott started to place his order, Anna looked over at Mitch, who had yet to say anything